"Your Majesty, for your sake, I will give Ouyang Zhong two choices."
"And what are they?"
'No matter what, Zhao Mang is still the Emperor of the Thunder Royal Family,' Long Ao thought. 'If I insist on doing things my way, I'll only end up on bad terms with them, and my clan will be in big trouble.'
'For the clan's sake, I must endure this for now.'
"First, Ouyang Zhong can sever his own arms. Second, he can face me in a fair duel one month from now—a battle to the death."
"Fine! In one month, I'll fight you. I'd like to see just what gives you the right to be so arrogant!"
Ouyang Zhong agreed without a second thought. He had been severely wounded by the Thunder Tribulation Power and needed three months to fully recover. However, he knew things had reached a critical point. If he refused the challenge and Zhao Mang chose to abandon him, he would be in deep trouble.
Ouyang Zhong didn't dare take the gamble, as Zhao Mang's attitude was extremely uncertain.
