"Why should I believe you?"
Zuo Fang remained unmoved.
Moreover, while conversing with the youth, though he appeared calm and collected on the surface, his muscles and nerves were still on guard, ready to react to any movement from the other party.
He didn't know if the other was truly as defenseless as he seemed, but this was someone who could easily kill even his own teammates.
Zuo Fang had no desire to challenge the thinking of a madman.
The youth blinked, curiously asking, "Why do I need to make you believe? If we don't see eye to eye, why not just fight it out?"
Zuo Fang: "..."
That made sense, and he was left speechless.
Glancing at the youth in bare feet, Zuo Fang shook his head and gestured towards the direction of the Holy Court Knight Army. Soon, someone stepped forward to intercept the City Defense Forces that were surrounding them, intending to attack.
