"Surrender?"
Chen Yi twirled his sword into a blossom, looking at him with a half-smile, "You mean to say, bringing dozens of Great Powers to besiege me was just a misunderstanding?"
The monk never thought he could accept that, yet what if?
After all this fighting, he no longer believed that he and his companions could kill Chen Yi.
Forget killing, whether they could even escape alive was uncertain.
...Aside from that damned Wolf Demon.
"As they say, better to resolve a feud than to keep it going, uh..."
Before Chen Yi could speak again, the swordsman on the other side interrupted with a sullen face:
"Monk, you've studied Buddhist Law for a hundred years, how can you still be so naive?"
"He has killed so many of our brothers, we're already at an irreconcilable point, and you still think he would spare us?"
"Enough with the nonsense, let's have one final battle."
"Either live or die, it's better than being looked down upon."
