C86 Silver Shield

"Aren't you ready to concede yet?"

Yang Xuan's head dipped in contemplation before he earnestly shook it and replied, "What if I choose not to concede?"

"You choose not to concede? You don't have the luxury of choice."

The man in black seemed irritated, as if he'd been played for a fool.

Clutching a large knife, he advanced, its blade glowing red, the light seeming to fuse with the air