Zhou Heng laughed heartily and said, "What benefit does it provide for me?"
"Benefit?" Yan Jinrui also chuckled and said, "When you fight me, the only result will be your defeat. And if I'm the one to defeat you, you'll inevitably suffer some pain. Why not surrender on your own accord? This way, you can spare yourself some pain and gain some dignity. After all, conceding to me isn't shameful; others will merely see you as someone who recognizes their limits!"
"Your eloquence is impressive!" Zhou Heng nodded and said.
"So, does that mean you agree?" Yan Jinrui was slightly pleased. Despite his confidence in winning, Zhou Heng's unfathomable depth made him uncertain. If he could avoid this fight, he could face the winner between Sun Zhuoli and Qiao Qingqing with peak condition.
Then, this title of Holy Water Envoy would belong to him again!
