After merely two exchanges, the brawny man from the Qing Clan had been neatly and swiftly killed by Liu Ming.
Due to his not resorting to the art of sword control from beginning to end, a flicker of surprise crossed Yan Luo's eyes as he watched from nearby.
Sitting atop the stone chair, Lan Xi's face also inadvertently flashed a look of surprise, his somewhat turbid eyes examining the youth anew, as if containing a trace of admiration.
"Taoist Friend Liu indeed possesses extraordinary skills. Since you are the only one left of the three, naturally, you are qualified to join my plan. But I must ask you once more, are you truly joining of your own free will, with no reluctance whatsoever?" Lan Xi said slowly.
"To have the chance to escape from this Deep Sea mining area is indeed what I've been eagerly seeking," Liu Ming's eyes flashed with a gleam, and he replied without hesitation.
"Very well."