The injury seemed quite severe, Richard clutched his right foot and kept screaming in agony.
"You're not keeping your word!"
Richard's screams were mixed with angry accusations, "You should have confronted me honorably instead of forcing me out with such despicable tactics!"
Lu Li watched as Richard, covered in dust, struggled to rise, "You don't need that."
"Ha… the arrogance of the victor." Richard sneered, slowly lifting his head, his face distorted by the blood mixed with dust, "But do you really think you've won?"
He limped along, but not toward Lu Li, instead heading to the side of the garden.
There was an abandoned woodshed or storeroom there.
"You don't dare kill me, you still want to know how to rid yourself of the Ancient God's Body from me, you can only watch as I walk away from here."
Lu Li's hand, which had been resting by his gun holster, moved away.
Just as Richard said, Lu Li needed Richard alive if he wanted to rid himself of the Blood-Colored Tentacles.
