Win, and you leave. Lose, and you'll die.

Those words struck a chord in Nie Zicheng's mind that he shuddered with dread. Doubt flashed in his eyes, and his expression sank into one of somber and horror.

For, that ominous tone, those intimidating words, reminded him of someone.

"I shall take my leave then, Friend!"

With a crisp salute, Nie Zicheng turned and left.

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