Hearing Luo yang utter such tragic words again, Aunt Thirteen felt more pity for him.
Originally here to persuade him, Luo yang didn't want to reconcile.
Aunt Thirteen, still unwilling to give up, advised, "Kid, you've lost your mind. Knowing you can't defeat them, why insist on fighting?"
With a cold smile, Luo yang angered, "What would you do if you were poisoned by the Soul Dispersing Pill, and it was a trap set by others?"
A single sentence left Aunt Thirteen speechless.
She only thought he should go home alive, so at least there'd be a complete corpse left.
Going to war with the Eight Immortals Hall, even the bones might not remain.
"Laughing Girl, won't you try to persuade him?" Aunt Thirteen turned to Hua XiYi.
"Heh, the Eight Immortals Hall is too ruthless! If I were him, I'd fight them too!" Hua XiYi said coldly.
Knowing Luo yang wouldn't listen, Hua XiYi didn't want to say what he didn't like to hear.
