Based on the speed Qin Hao demonstrated earlier, Cheng Zhong had no certainty in killing Qin Hao, which is why he took on this attitude.
Qin Hao looked at him indifferently, acknowledging that Cheng Zhong's words made sense; people living deep within the mountains wouldn't behave like him.
Back then, even Chu Jianglong and a few others probably didn't believe his words.
"Do you think I can let someone who wants to kill me walk away?" Qin Hao's tone was calm.
Although the space mecha had already attached itself to him, it merely adhered to his body like a suit of armor without anything special, making it impossible for Cheng Zhong to detect.
Cheng Zhong looked at him warily, "Mr. Qin, why rush to kill me? You suffered no loss and even gained something. Let me go, and I will surely remember your kindness."
A gleaming alloy sword appeared in Qin Hao's right hand, emitting a chilling aura, bloodthirsty and razor-sharp.
