"Purple Flame... Yi Xiao."
Poison Robe almost uttered these four words through clenched teeth.
Compared to Long Xiao, Yi Xiao, the martial artist who battled him for ten days and nights, consistently suppressing him, clearly left a deeper impression.
Those ten days and nights were nearly the most difficult, yet the most shocking days since he became a protector of the Evil Lord Mansion, having established a fearsome reputation.
The desperate struggle, exchanging injury for injury, made it seem as though he was gambling with his life every moment.
Even while risking his life, he was engaged in a life-and-death gamble.
It was as if his heart was about to leap out of his chest on one side, while he was still fighting frantically on the other.
For Poison Robe, this feeling was a thrilling yet frightening one upon reflection.
If Poison Robe considered himself a madman, then in his eyes, Yi Xiao was even more so.
