"Then I have to fight, so what should I say?" Han Sanqian smiled evilly.
"What did you say?"
He seemed very surprised by Han Sanqian's choice, and the white-clothed envoy frowned.
Theoretically speaking, what he really should do is choose the former, which is also good for him.
"You don't think you can really deal with us before the reinforcements arrive, do you?" the white-clothed envoy asked with some doubts and disbelief.
"Why not?" Han Sanqian said with a smile.
"Even if you can, you will definitely consume a lot of money. Facing our reinforcements, are you still sure of winning? Let alone Han Sanqian, even if you are a god, you will never be able to escape us.
surrounded by.”
"The martial arts academy is just a bunch of martial artists who rely on their cultivation. But the liberal arts academy is different. Whether it's brains or cultivation, they are the best among us."
"These people are not afraid to tell you that they have been preparing for you Han Sanqian from the beginning."
Hearing this, Han Sanqian was a little surprised.
He was not afraid of any literary or martial arts academy. The key was that there was a passage in the words of the special envoy in white that really caught his attention.
That was what was prepared for you, Han Sanqian, from the very beginning.
What does it mean to prepare for you from the beginning?
You know, from Zhou Yong's words, Han Sanqian can basically confirm the fact that the famous store was established a long time ago.
At least, it goes back to Zhou Yong’s father’s generation.
That is to say, at least within twenty years.
But twenty years ago, Han Sanqian didn't even come to this world of Bafang.
So why can they prepare in advance?
This is simply too unbelievable.
Do they know they are coming to Bafang World?
They even knew they were going to this store?!
Damn, this is too ridiculous. Are they fortune tellers?
Even fortune tellers are not so precise in their calculations, right?
This matter, coupled with the various prophecies of Burning Bone City, the more Han Sanqian thought about it, the more outrageous it became, and the more he thought about it, the more doubts he felt were getting bigger.
Everything seems to be arranged by someone.
However, the Bafang world is a primitive world, not the Xuanyuan world created by the Lu family. Therefore, if someone is controlling all of this, then who can this person be?
What position is he in?!
What is his purpose in controlling all this?
Han Sanqian can’t understand!
But every time he tried to ignore it, someone would suddenly pop up to remind him of these key clues.
It's really weird.
"How did you know I would come? Moreover, the plan was made decades ago?" Han Sanqian asked coldly.
Rather than not being able to figure it out yourself, it is better to find someone who may know this and ask for clarification.
"Why should I tell you?" The special envoy in white smiled softly and disdainfully.
"At least, you don't have to die, I can spare your life." Han Sanqian said coldly: "Is this... enough?"
"I'm laughing to death. Not to mention that you can't leave the famous store at all. If you want to kill all the people in our martial arts academy now, it's absolutely impossible to kill them all. Do you want to spare me? Are you here?
Are you kidding me?"
"You go out and ask around. I, Han Sanqian, never joke with my enemies. I can do what I say and do it naturally." Han Sanqian said disdainfully.
The special envoy in white laughed: "I'm laughing so hard. I believe you, Han Sanqian, are capable, but you really don't think of me as a fool or a waste."
"It is true that there are people outside the people, and there are mountains outside the mountains, but that does not mean that those of us in the mountains are all ants."
"If you want to know the answer, you can show your sincerity and wait here for our reinforcements to arrive. Then I can tell you what you want to know before you die."
Han Sanqian smiled and shook his head: "To know the answer, you really need to show some sincerity, but you also need to be clear that sincerity is not just this one choice, it has another possibility.
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"What's possible?" the envoy in white asked.
"That means I put the knife on your neck before the reinforcements arrived. How sincere do you think this is?" Han Sanqian smiled sinisterly.
The special envoy in white was slightly surprised. He really didn't expect that Han Sanqian's other sincerity was this.
