Chun Ma gradually raised his head to meet the gaze of the man standing before him.
Blue and black pupils clashed, and for a moment, a strange tension hung in the air. The standoff began and ended, just as quickly, with the Heavenly Demon laughing:
"You're quite a strange one. Most people would cower the moment they met my eyes. But you... you're different."
"If you wanted me dead, I wouldn't be able to resist. So why should I cower? If you're going to kill me, then do it. If not, at least let me keep my dignity."
"Oh?" The Heavenly Demon raised an eyebrow as he looked at Chun Ma. "You have no idea how close you are to falling through the thin ice."
Chun Ma didn't cower, he respectfully bowed his head:
"I wonder how the Heavenly Demon knew about my situation?"
"It wasn't hard to find. I have eyes in all places," the heavenly demon's gaze went towards the chessboard in front of him. "The person you fought was a fallen disciple of the Buddhist sect."
