THUD...
Han Tie could no longer hold on, finally collapsing to the ground. His face had turned a deathly purple, a clear sign the poison had invaded his vitals. He was beyond saving.
"You... you deserve to die!"
He glared furiously at the slowly approaching Liu Hanshan, his teeth clenched in a snarl.
Han Tie knew he had no chance of escaping, so he just leaned against a large tree and unleashed a torrent of curses.
A cold sneer played on Liu Hanshan's lips. He couldn't care less about Han Tie's profanity-laced tirade.
'He's a dead man walking. It's only fair to let him get a few curses in.'
But just as he raised his Long Sword to reap Han Tie's life—
The figure of a young man emerged from the darkness.
An absurdly large Firewood Cutting Saber struck first, landing on Han Tie's body.
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Han Tie's entire chest was cleaved open. With his last sliver of life, he forced his eyes open to look upon Bai Yuan's face.
"Fuck... why you?"
