The two of them climbed back to the First Step and sat with their backs resting on the stone wall. They both needed some rest after experiencing that tormenting gravity so they could fight at full strength in their first and last duel.
They had reached an unequivocal decision that only one of them could get out alive from here.
Ye Chen looked at the dark ceiling and said, "Do you know why I hate your pathetic existence?"
"Jealousy," Ye Jun shrugged.
"No! Not jealousy!" Ye Chen scoffed at his words. "You're a waste, a person who deserves nothing. Yet you have gotten everything that should have been mine."
"You did say that a lot," Ye Jun nodded, finding it amusing that he was having a peaceful talk with a person he was going to kill in a few minutes.
But then again, he had done it before a lot in his previous life. He had even died doing that.
