One Move
“We have a deal?” the bald old man with tattered black robe directed his muddy eyes towards Mu Chen.
“Yes!”
Mu Chen heavily nodded his head and, shortly after, he smiled, “Even if it’s dangerous, I doubt that Senior would kill me in a move, right?”
“You won’t die, at most, you would just lie on your bed for few months.” the bald old man hoarsely smiled as he extended his skinny hands out and rubbed his bald head.
Mu Chen’s smile stiffed. Shortly after, he helplessly inhaled a mouthful of air. No matter what, since he had accepted the terms, then even if he crossed mountains of daggers or seas of flames, he had to give it a try.
“Can you do it?” the Nine Netherbird secretly asked with concern in it’s eyes.
“I’ll give it a try.” Mu Chen also didn’t have a huge amount of confidence. This bald old man that was before him was definitely the most fearsome person he had ever seen. It’s to the point that he was even stronger than the White Dragon Sovereign.