Yuan Ming looked at Ha Gong in front of him, knowing that he couldn't hesitate any longer.

At this moment, Ha Gong was still struggling, still fighting his final battle, and every minute Yuan Ming delayed, Ha Gong would suffer even more.

"Ha Gong, I will definitely go see your daughter, you...rest in peace." Yuan Ming raised his long sword high, closed his eyes, and prepared to strike.

"Stop."