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Huo Yunshen’s eyes were dark as night. At this time, he was shrouded all over with a murderous aura that was cold and hateful.

He was just like a ferocious lion bristling his mane, baring his sharp claws and teeth as he prepared to defend his territory and expel the intruders forever.

Mo Yutian remained undaunted. “I’m just one step later than you. Otherwise, you cannot be sure who Yim might fall in love with. If we have a fair competition, you may not even be my match!”

“Shut up! You don’t deserve to call her Yim. You know that she is already my wife, and yet you still come and harass her. Don’t you think you are being very contemptible? Do you still consider yourself a gentleman?”

Mo Yutian curved his lips into a sneer. “I never said that I am a gentleman.”

Whether he was a wolf, a terrorist, or something else, the only word absent in Mo Yutian’s dictionary was gentleman.

If one were to speak of his character, Mo Yutian really could not be considered a gentleman.

A gentleman had the grace and maturity of an adult. But for him, he only knew how to take advantage of other’s difficulties for his own benefit.

“In this case, I have nothing to say.”

Huo Yunshen gave up negotiating with him and decided to directly challenge him.

Both of them were the leaders of the world’s top organizations, and both had suffered from disabilities before. At this moment, the two fought each other, neither willing to back down.

Their punches were precise and their kicks were vicious; both men received hits from the other.

After fighting for a while, both of their faces were injured.

However, it was obvious that Huo Yunshen had the upper hand. After all, he could use both of his legs freely whereas one of Mo Yutian’s legs was a prosthesic. In terms of strength, Mo Yutian was slightly inferior.

As the last move, Huo Yunshen leaped up, turning his body sideways and slamming into Mo Yutian with a kick using both of his legs, sending him flying backward.

Mo Yutian crashed into an old oil drum and fell to the ground.

Huo Yunshen used a scrapped iron rod he had picked up on the way and pointed it at Mo Yutian’s throat. He looked down at him and said, “You lost!”

“Isn’t it too early to judge who is the victor?”

Mo Yutian gave an icy smile, not appearing intimidated at all. Instead, he pulled out a white handkerchief from his chest pocket and wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth.

Huo Yunshen saw the embroidery on his handkerchief and his pupils tightened. He said subconsciously, “The Black Mandala?”

A terrible thought instantly took over his brain.

At first, he had always felt that Mo Yutian’s eyes were very familiar. He had sent his men to check his background, but they did not find out any valuable information.

Later, he had found out that the Dark Zone and Tianyu had dealings with each other underground. He speculated that Mo Yutian may be the leader of the Dark Zone, Long Xiao, but there was still no strong evidence to prove so.

Now, from this black mandala emblem and his eyes, Huo Yunshen could conclude one thing.

It was extremely likely that Mo Yutian may be Long Xiao himself—the boss of the Dark Zone who had battled against him six years ago.

“You’re not Mo Yutian. Your real identity is Long Xiao?”

Huo Yunshen tightened his grip around the iron bar. If he could confirm his identity and seize him today, he would be eradicating a great bane right at the root.

“How clever! Since you’ve guessed my identity, then let me guess yours,” Mo Yutian admitted bluntly. He stood up from the ground and looked him in the eye. “If my sources are correct, you’re not Huo Yunshen—you’re Zeus. Am I right?”

He was not guessing; he had already identified Huo Yunshen’s identity long ago.

“…”

Huo Yunshen was silent. Both sides fell into a silent stalemate.

Both men were exuding a strong and icy murderous aura around them. The atmosphere was cold as though at freezing point.

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