"The goal of this battle isn't to win, but just to survive?"
Lin Mu slowly shook his head, not wanting to speak.
Seeing Lin Mu's somewhat perfunctory gesture, the young man said seriously, "Although this Dragon Guard Order can't help you defeat Zhang Daoyun, it can ensure your survival!"
Lin Mu raised an eyebrow.
This guy has absolutely no confidence in me.
"Lin Wudi, there's not much time left. You must seize the moment to enhance your cultivation level," the young man continued. "The rumors claim Zhang Daoyun was seriously injured in his battle with Sword God Shen Lang, forcing him to seclude himself for a year before challenging you. But that was merely time that someone fought to buy you."
The young man paused, his eyes deep as he looked at Lin Mu, and said in a pleading tone, "Lin Wudi, I'm begging you, you must not die!"
He bowed deeply to Lin Mu, his voice tinged with sadness. "Because his time is running out."
