A Single Blade

"Good!"

Bai Yang tightened his grip on the battle knife, coldly staring at Wang Chao and said, "If I win, you must immediately leave Dragon Team and never bother me again!"

"No problem. And what if you lose?" Wang Chao asked.

"Hmph, within the same level, how could I possibly lose?" Bai Yang sneered.

"No matter who you are, it's impossible to always win, there will always be times when you lose. I've lost before, and even lost miserably. You can't expect to win every battle," Wang Chao said, taking a sip of tea, his expression calm as he continued, "Let's agree on this: If you lose, you must obey my orders. If I tell you to go east, you absolutely cannot go west!"

"Alright, it's a deal!"

"In that case, show me your move."

"My move? You're just going to sit there like that?" Bai Yang's eyes widened, looking Wang Chao up and down, finding it hard to believe what he was seeing.

Wang Chao wanted to fight him while sitting down?