"This. Why not?"
Showing confusion on his face, the man, holding the wooden saber in his left hand, couldn't help but feel a rare sensation of disappointment in his heart, unable to understand how the pale man opposite him, clearly quite strong, refuses to fight him...
In his understanding, strong cultivators should have a strong fighting spirit, never skipping the chance to grow stronger by fighting their peers... If they back down in the face of a challenge, then their future accomplishments would be limited.
Falling silent, scanning the uninterested face of Leo, the sharp, silver eyes of the man suddenly lit up, seemingly remembering something before taking out a thick object within his inventory.
Swish~