Before executing his final move, Han Xuhan wanted to create a final safety net.
"Brother Yun, I'll need your assistance here," he said to the cyan-robed figure standing beside him.
"This is too risky, brother Kai," Qian Yun replied, fidgeting nervously.
"This is our only shot. Take it, or you may not make it into the next stage."
Qian Yun gnashed his teeth audibly for a few seconds before he came to a decision.
"Fine. We have signed a contract of equivalent exchange, after all. Since you're willing to leave a stroke, I shall as well... But let's ensure we're not the only ones, what do you say?"
Han Xuhan barked out a laugh.
"You read my mind, brother Yun."
Having a friend who could keep up with his train of thought was so awesome!
Han Xuhan's logic was simple. He had figured out a potential method to get out of this stadium. But it was a method risky enough to possibly cause their deaths.
