Xiahou Xi, dead here?
Jiang Chen's statement left Xiahou Xi undoubtedly startled, while Yan Qingsang was utterly dumbfounded. He even thought his ears had deceived him.
Defeat Xiahou Xi, in this desolate, uninhabited place?
It must be said, Jiang Chen's words ignited a fire in Yan Qingsang's veins, stirring his anger and rousing a dark recklessness in him.
But while thinking about it, although the idea was thrilling, was it really feasible?
Yan Qingsang pondered. If this Brother Shao Yuan's strength surpassed his own and could match Xiahou Xi in combat, then perhaps, with the two of them combined, there was a sliver of hope.
However, that hope seemed slim. As the thought crossed his mind, the wicked notion that had momentarily flared up in Yan Qingsang's heart subsided once more.
Clearly, after deducing the situation internally, he realized that this plan held no real feasibility. If it wasn't viable, then there was no reason to risk it.
