"Oh! I wondered who this was. Isn't it Mr. Nero, who abandoned his teammates and fled in panic in front of me the other day? What? Have you deeply reflected on your defeat and mended your ways? Otherwise, blocking a blade for your teammate doesn't quite match your style."
Faced with Pei Yan's mocking words after being stopped, Nero smiled slightly, unconcerned, "Say whatever you want, Pei Yan, today you merely got lucky and escaped a calamity. You can be proud or keep shouting, but remember, good luck won't always be by your side. I hope you'll still manage to smile then."
"Ha ha ha, you're right!" Pei Yan clapped his hands and nodded at Nero, "Perhaps such a day will indeed come for me, but unfortunately, you're surely not going to witness it!"
Just as the words fell, without Pei Yan making any move, Nero, standing still, acted first. Instantly flashing away from his position, a cut appeared on his cheek, healing before the blood could flow.
