The wild child panicked after landing on the ground. That was nearly the end for him.

He regained his wits and cupped his fist towards Three Slashes: “Thank you, Brother Biandu. You are a friend now.”

“You’re being too polite, we’re on the same boat right now.” Three Slashes slightly bowed his head, looking quite cool.

The spectators gave him a thumbs-up for this. Some felt admiration because of his character.

These two were still rivals and the competition was always fierce. In fact, the wild child’s death could be a cause for celebration. That’s...