Li Batian's lips curled into a faint smile as he stretched his body, his bones cracking loudly. He felt that after resting for such a long time, he had reached his peak state, while the opponent had just arrived and should help repair the injury on his hand. He laughed and said, "That's for the best. You fight me first. If you can kill me, Ba Ye will certainly die. If I kill you, I won't harm your people, and I'll let them leave alive while I protect Ba Ye to leave alive!"
Chu Nan looked at Li Batian, lamenting, "Li Batian, Ba Ye is already at the end of the road. Why do you still follow him?"
Li Batian's eyes flashed with a light and said, "A drop of water's favor should be repaid with a spring."
Chu Nan asked, "What kind of favor is that?"
Li Batian said coldly, "It's none of your business!"
"Alright," Chu Nan said, "No matter what, you're a man of sentiment and righteousness. I'll use my full strength to kill you without insult!"
