Wu Sangui gave a cold laugh. "Save my life? Do you really think you’re qualified to say that?"
Li Sizhong’s smile was even colder. He pointed at Wu Sangui’s head and said, "Wu Sangui, oh Wu Sangui, you’re staring death in the face yet you’re still talking tough. It’s truly pathetic."
"You’re courting death!" Hu Xinshui reached out and pressed his saber against Li Sizhong’s throat.
Chapter 1129