"Hong Zhong, haha!" With a twisted face, Gao Zhijian in mid-air stared at Li Huowang without blinking an eye, sneering incessantly.
"It's all thanks to you. Without your help, how could I have obtained such a rare Hundred Soul Cloth body from the Da Qi Emperor? Without you, the Ji Family of Da Liang would not have perished. Without you, how would Zhuge Yuan have acted according to our plans!"
"Rest assured, I, Touzi, value loyalty and friendship! Whatever we've planned together, if there's a share for me, there's a share for you!" Gao Zhijian descended slowly, extending his dragon claw as if wanting to pull Li Huowang up with him.
Li Huowang, with bloodshot eyes, struggled to swallow a mouthful of saliva as he likewise extended his left hand toward him.
Just as their hands were about to touch, Li Huowang swiftly brought the knife in his right hand to the base of his left arm and slashed across, severing his own left hand in an instant.