Yang Yan could tell that Li Muge was already at the end of his rope, reaching the end of his life.
Even he couldn't let the other party live any longer.
This is the Heavenly Dao, it's the Law, a rule that everyone must abide by and cannot escape.
With a sigh, Li Muge said:
"In my life! I've seen countless incredibly talented people."
"Little Sword God Zuo Fei counts as one, those two little fellows outside can count as two, Han Sheng can just barely be considered too."
"But none of these people can compare to you. You are the most talented person I've ever met in my life!"
"Moreover, rare as it is, you still have a sincere loyalty to Huaxia."
"So, no matter what you do, even if you kill Li Zheng and the others, we'll cover for you."
Li Muge was indeed nearing the end.
While saying these few words, he kept coughing incessantly.
And occasionally, blood gushed out of his mouth.
"I'd like to ask a favor of you."
