"You embers, really troublesome."
A monotonous sigh came through Ji Jue's perceptual communication: "Went so far, and ended up just dealing with a bunch of small fries, not even a warm-up... Why not just let me take that guy down?"
"No need."
Ji Jue firmly shook his head: "I've been working so hard, just to personally handle this dish. If he were to die at someone else's hands before the show even finished, wouldn't that be meaningless?"
"Hey, if you truly want to explore your own limits, why worry so much, hesitate so much?" The voice sneered coldly, urging: "Just go and draw your blade, win or lose, life or death, it comes down to this."
"Why draw a blade?" Ji Jue asked in confusion, making the other side fall silent.
"Speaking of which, do you know the safety regulations of the laboratory and factory?"
