"What's wrong? Didn't you say you'd defeat me in one blow? From what I see, besides being pesky, you've got nothing special!" Leohard scoffed while loosening his muscles to relieve the bruises, gazing at the disheveled Ye Ruozai who had fallen into the black water.
Faced with Leohard's mockery, Ye Ruozai did not argue. He slowly stood up from the black water, supporting himself with his hand. After the fierce battle, his hairpin had long vanished, and his hair, drenched in sweat, clung to his temples. Casually pulling a hair tie from his dimensional ring, he tied his long hair into a simple ponytail, taking a deep breath.
