Situ Xiuneng couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh.
He was just mocking the opponent, wasn't he?
Now it's turned around, and he's the one being mocked all the time.
It's truly laughable.
With a bitter smile, Situ Xiuneng, his mouth filled with crimson blood, said, "I've lost... As long as you don't kill me, I'm willing to agree to any of your conditions."
Long Ke, hearing this, couldn't help but slightly raise his forehead with a laugh. But after laughing twice, he immediately stopped, looked down at Situ Xiuneng squarely, and said, "Your disciple died, you endured. You lost yourself, and still chose to endure. You indeed have quite the endurance. So why change your appearance and come to the Immortal Sect?"
Situ Xiuneng did not address this question, he simply followed up with one sentence.
"I have already admitted defeat."
Long Ke coldly looked at Situ Xiuneng and said, "It's good you know. Then you should also know that the loser does not qualify to make demands."
