Hearing Duan Gujin's earnest explanation, the assassin flew into a rage: "You deserve to die!"
"Did I say the wrong thing again?"
Duan Gujin looked at the assassin with a face full of confusion.
"I get it now, you've been pretending all along!"
The assassin ground his teeth in anger.
"I'm not pretending, I'm just telling the truth! Those three disciples from the Holy Fire Immortal Sect were all weaker than me in terms of strength, and what you guys like most is to bully others by taking advantage of your numbers!"
Duan Gujin spoke coldly.
"Fine, I'll give you a chance, you can choose anyone among the three of us for a one-on-one fight!"
The assassin said furiously.
"If I win against you, will you let bygones be bygones?"
Duan Gujin asked indifferently.
"Don't worry, we will!"
The assassin said nonchalantly.
