"Haha, what does losing the Pope's throne have to do with me?" Ye Chen said coldly, "It's because you lost the people's hearts, you are inherently cruel, only caring for yourself. Who do you think would support you now? Who would acclaim you?"
"Alright, so you're here for me today?" the Old Madam asked.
"That's right!" Ye Chen nodded and then said, "Today, I'm here to take your life!"
"Hmph, let's see if you have the strength to do so!" The Old Madam didn't seem to have any intention of surrendering. Instead, she was determined to fight Ye Chen to the end. She stood up, looked at Ye Chen, and said, "Before that, I have a request!"
"What does a dying person have to say?" Ye Chen snorted coldly.
"This is a duel between us, having others involved is meaningless!" The Old Madam looked at Ye Chen and said, "Since that's the case, let's have your people and mine withdraw. Let's find a place to have a proper fight! What do you think?"
"Fine!" Ye Chen nodded his head.
