From the helicopter, Wu Tian and his group leaped down, landing right in the middle of the Forbidden City.
The people watching the live broadcast were stunned. Today was only July 30th, not August 15th. The moon wasn't full, and it wasn't the day of the promised sword duel.
What was Wu Tian doing here?
The Sword Demon's brows furrowed deeply as he shouted, "It is not August 15th! What are you doing here?"
Wu Tian smiled. "Did I promise you that I had to come and kill you on August 15th?"
The Sword Demon froze, and the audience watching the live broadcast was just as stunned. That's right—August 15th was what the Sword Demon himself had declared. Wu Tian had never agreed to it.
The Sword Demon was dumbfounded. Ever since descending the mountain, he had been invincible and grown arrogant. He had declared August 15th and simply assumed Wu Tian would comply, completely overlooking this crucial detail.
