After briefly reassuring Mr. Tian, Zhao Yi looked at Li Zhiyuan, tilted his head slightly, and said with a smile:
"You just asked if I dare to come down?
Actually, this river isn't something I have to travel down, but since you're already on it, I just had to join in on the excitement.
No other reason, just don't want you to feel lonely and bored.
In other words, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't even bother with this trip!"
The weak get frustrated and withdraw, while the strong get stronger when they meet strength.
Zhao Yi is clear that in the future, he is bound to cross paths with the young man in front of him. They will definitely meet again, possibly cooperate, possibly unite, possibly guard against each other, but ultimately a victor will emerge, perhaps even... life or death.
Ordinary family sects, if they can't make it, just admit defeat and turn back.
But for those committed to the Dragon King family's legacy, losing is harder to accept than death.
