This is a sort of tacit understanding.
...
"Thief, do you have any last words? I permit you to speak."
Bang!
Huo Feifan activated his Qi Blood, and in an instant, flames spread across the iron rod, making the space within a radius of three miles blazing hot.
"What is your name? Under my blade, I do not kill nameless people!"
Su Yue lowered his head, gently stroking the newly minted long knife.
Other than being slightly light, it was very sharp; Su Yue was very satisfied.
"I am from the Blood Boiling Race..."
"Alright, shut up. In my eyes, you are already a dead man, and the name of a dead man isn't important."
Huo Feifan had just spoken a few words when Su Yue impatiently interrupted him.
So tedious.
I asked your name, not for a job interview.
"You..."
Huo Feifan was gritting his teeth out of anger.
Beast!
I was brewing a belly full of magnificent titles, and you interrupted before I could show off. You are simply courting death.
You're the one who asks my name.
