Cheng Er's voice echoed within the temple.
Xie Xuanyi remained seated in the chair, showing no intention of moving.
"Draw your sword?!"
Cheng Er hesitated for a moment, then angrily retorted.
As per the agreement.
She had already shown enough sincerity, and now with the Chi Fu Dragon Lord revealed, it should be time for Xie Xuanyi to make his move.
But the broken temple was enveloped in deathly silence.
No Sword Qi, no sound.
"..."
Ao Ying's expression was subtle.
She hadn't expected things to develop in this direction.
Judging by Xie Xuanyi's demeanor, he seemed to have no intention of drawing his sword.
What was to be done next?
"Are you going to breach the contract?"
Cheng Er realized something was amiss, squeezing the words out through gritted teeth.
"Breach the contract?"
Xie Xuanyi replied expressionlessly: "When did we ever have an agreement... did I promise you that I would definitely draw this sword?"
With these words spoken.
