His eyes were full of intense stubbornness and anger. He couldn't lose; he absolutely couldn't lose!
Zhao Junyao's expression was cold and stern as he thought, That's enough. Since he's a rascal who doesn't know whether he's alive or dead! Then I can't blame him! What an emperor least needs is to be soft-hearted and lenient! This time, it will certainly be 'End it As Soon As Possible,' and the outcome, fatal or not, will not be my concern.
He turned around, gathered his energy, and prepared to unleash his power, intending to fight him again.
The rascal was clearly also ready. Like an arrow nocked on a bowstring, ready to be loosed at any moment!
The other petty ruffians, unable to just watch, called out, "Big Brother!" wanting to come and help him.
He furiously shouted them all back. "I'll fight him one-on-one! I haven't lost! All of you, get lost!"
What a man! Zhao Junyao inwardly sighed with great force. It's just a pity you're going to die!
