"Oh, is that so? Then I would like to learn a thing or two!" Hun Jiansi said fearlessly.
"Hun Jiansi," Changyi said with a stern face, "I gave you a chance, I'll give you one last chance, don't ask for trouble. Don't think that without you, we can't deal with those foreigners."
"To deal with them, you'll have to get past me."
Hun Jiansi said, drawing the dagger she carried with her.
"You're merely a bearer of the Fog Concealment Skill, how could you be our opponent? Surrender quickly, and I won't demand you to deal with those foreigners anymore." At this moment, Changyi seemed to be trying to salvage the situation, so he advised her.
"Shut up, whoever wants to confront them must first get over my corpse." Hun Jiansi said coldly.
"Changyi," the Ghost Hag beside him said with a sinister smile, "Some things can't be forced. What doesn't belong to you, you'll eventually lose even if you obtain it via force."
