Black Myth: Starting from the Destined One

Xie Wenren, disguised as Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao, gritted his teeth and said,

"Li Ping’an, if our positions were reversed, would you forgive me? Huh?"

"Yes, that’s right. You’re right."

Li Ping’an helplessly shook his head:

"Let’s do this, let’s stop here and clear all debts and grudges from now on. How about that?"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Xie Wenren, still disguised as Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao, grinned wildly and said:

"Today, it’s either you die or I die! Or perhaps..."

Xie Wenren, still in disguise, suddenly turned to the bewildered Zixia outside the arena and excitedly said:

"Or your beloved woman, Zixia, dies!"

"Xie Wenren!"