"You..."
Luo Zongyuan's face looked extremely ugly, not so much because of his current predicament, but more because of the shock he felt towards the attitude that Su Chengyu was revealing at this moment.
Lacking in foresight?
Clearly not, the man before him evidently knew all the pros and cons, yet he still wanted to stake his life against mine.
He was gambling his obsession with Xu Nanzhi and his future in the latter half of his life on a life that, to him, was essentially insignificant.
"Was probing my attitude earlier all for this moment?"
"Nan Zhi was taken away by the Luo Clan, and to this point, you undoubtedly deserve to die a thousand times, but after all, you are Nan Zhi's father. As long as you still have a shred of humanity, at the very least, I will leave your life up to Nan Zhi to decide. But it turns out, you don't have it."
Luo Zongyuan sneered, "Madman, a complete madman. Merely a Nascent Soul, do you really think you can rescue Nan Zhi?"
