"When shooting a man, shoot the horse first; when capturing a thief, capture the leader first?"
"Kongming, I'm afraid your wishful thinking is wrong!" Ethan Ye said lightly while standing on the ancient emperor's chariot.
"It only takes one sword strike for me to kill you. If I strike you a second time, I lose and you can take my head."
Ethan Ye's hands were still behind his back, his black dragon robe dancing in the wind, and he spoke lightly.
His expression was extremely calm, as if he was saying something extremely ordinary, but his words contained an invincible confidence that was very inspiring.
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