Enough!
Ye Qiu sighed lightly, no longer agonizing over which method to use to defeat Armand, the decision already made in his mind.
"Afraid? Or conceding?" Armand said slowly, his nails growing out once more on the newly recovered hand, moving gently with the motion of his fingers.
"Conceding? Haha..." Ye Qiu chuckled softly, suddenly, his eyes shot out a burst of brilliance.
Armand was completely taken aback, and immediately after, he froze entirely.
Ye Qiu took two or three steps, directly closing in, and grasped Armand's neck with one hand.
For a moment, Armand came to his senses, astonished to find himself held in Ye Qiu's grasp.
"Ah!" Armand roared, wanting to break free from Ye Qiu's hold, but Ye Qiu's hand gripped him tightly like a vice.
"Move again, and you die!" Ye Qiu said directly.
Armand immediately calmed down, "Alright, alright... I underestimated you, today I, Armand, admit defeat."
"Mingyue, let's go."
