"Black Fog, join my Rashamon Army," Luo Jin tempted. "The Rashamon King will offer you the best compensation. The status and wealth you'll enjoy will surpass my own!"
"Are you done talking out of your ass?" Black Fog said coldly.
"Huh?" Luo Jin stared at Black Fog in a rage. "So, you're refusing to give me face?"
"How much is your face worth? Luo Jin, stop trying to sow discord. No matter what you say, you are still going to die today!" Black Fog retorted.
Luo Jin sneered, "Die? I'd like to see if your strength is really as impressive as your arrogance, Black Fog!"
Black Fog raised his dagger again and, in the blink of an eye, lunged at Luo Jin. Luo Jin was stunned. He hadn't expected Black Fog to strike without warning, giving him no time to breathe and wasting no words. He had no choice but to meet the attack head-on.
