I, Folyago, am the most devoted lover in Runeterra.

Luo Wen suddenly regretted his actions.

The other party's strength and influence are beyond my ability to provoke.

He's really messed up!

"Take my sword, and this matter will be over."

Suddenly, a calm voice reached Rowan's ears.

Rowan was startled. He suddenly looked up and found that the voice was coming from the young man on the other side.

However, there was nothing on the other person's face except indifference.

There was not a trace of malice or anger in his eyes.

Luo Wen was momentarily filled with doubt and uncertainty.

However, it was clear that Foygo's words were not a question for Rowan's opinion.

Of course, if Foygo wanted to, Rowan would certainly not survive a single sword strike.

Foygo indifferently raised his arm again and extended a finger, making a "cut" gesture.

Suddenly, a sharp wind swept through the air.

This was no ordinary gust of wind; it was a sharp sword aura stretching for several meters!

The chilling aura made Rowan involuntarily shrink his neck.

"Danger!!!"

Rowan was immediately alarmed, realizing that this attack was unavoidable.

Since we can't avoid the flying deer, we can only tough it out.

"boom!"

Rowan slammed his fist into the ground again, and the dark green light around his body blazed brightly once more.

"boom!"

A wooden wall several meters thick suddenly appeared in front of Rowan.

The sword energy clashed with the wooden wall.

"bass!"

As the sword energy swept past, Luo Wen instinctively felt a chill on the top of his head.

Upon closer inspection, he discovered that the wooden wall he had summoned with magic had been cleaved in two by the sword energy.

Along with it, the hair on his head was also sliced ​​off with a single sword strike.

Perhaps it was his act of kneeling on one knee that saved his life; otherwise, he would probably have been cut in half at the waist by now.

"Clap."

Knowing he had just escaped death, Luo Wen collapsed to the ground, trembling uncontrollably.

Having just experienced a life-or-death situation, Rowan's behavior is perfectly normal.

Chapter 215, The Ambition of a True Man!

"Huff, huff, huff..."

Luo Wen, who was lying on the ground, suddenly began to breathe heavily.

Overwhelmed with emotion, Rowan reached out with trembling hands and touched the top of his head.

In an instant, I instinctively felt as if the top of my head had transformed into a "flat-topped mountain".

The sword energy grazed Rowan's scalp, and needless to say, it also shaved off a significant portion of Rowan's scalp.

To be fair, although Luo Wen wasn't exactly a "handsome man" before, he was certainly refined and composed.

But right now, his image is completely ruined.

With what happened today, I've completely lost face.

There's a saying that goes, "An adult's breakdown can happen in an instant."

The same applies to Rowan.

All the grievances he had held in his heart since his escape from Philor had suddenly erupted.

His war-torn hometown, the uncertain fate of his relatives and friends, the dawdling Elder Presidian, the closed doors Rowan had previously encountered, and now...

He was defeated by this white-haired youth, who knocked out several of his teeth and shaved off a significant amount of his scalp...

For a moment, Luo Wen couldn't help but burst into tears, his old tears streaming down his face.

She simply lay on the ground and began to cry bitterly.

This spectacle immediately attracted a crowd of onlookers.

The cries of "410" Luo Wen were truly heartbreaking and brought tears to the eyes of all who heard them.

For a moment, even Foygo was somewhat embarrassed and stood there awkwardly.

Right now, Folgo is considered a major boss in Runeterra who has killed countless people and stirred up a storm.

However, this is indeed the first time I've seen something like this.

Killing someone is just a matter of beheading them, why are you crying?

.........

Just as Rowan was weeping, a clear, cold voice entered his ears.

"What are you crying for, you grown man?"

"To invite ridicule out of thin air."

He looked up and saw a white-haired youth holding a long sword, standing in the sunset gazing at him.

Bathed in the glow of the setting sun, the young man appeared as majestic as a god.

“Li (you)......…”

"Li Long, you know nothing about gods and demons..."

Luo Wen was sobbing uncontrollably, and his words were still slurred.

Foygo shook his head helplessly and pointed a finger at Rowan.

Then the swelling on Rowan's cheeks disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This made Rowan's speech much clearer. Although there was still some lisping, at least it was possible to understand what he was saying.

Then, Foygo grabbed Rowan by the neck and headed toward a nearby tavern.

..........

Luo Wen didn't know what was wrong with him; he was possessed by some kind of demon.

He was actually sitting at the same table drinking with the man who had almost killed him just moments before.

"Fine, let it turn into this mess."

"It's already a stroke of luck that they didn't pursue the matter..."

Rowan picked up the strong liquor on the table and drank it all in one gulp.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

The spicy liquid rushed into his throat, causing Rowan to cough involuntarily.

Then, a burning pleasure spread from Rowan's throat to his chest and abdomen.

After Rowan repeated the action several more times, Foygo finally spoke.

"Tell me about it."

"It's your business."

His voice remained gentle, but carried an elusive coolness that created a sense of distance that made him unapproachable.

"Ha ha........"

Upon hearing this, Luo Wen couldn't help but smile bitterly, feeling a sudden sense of irony in his heart.

Since escaping from Filol, this man who had almost killed him was the first person to be willing to ask him about his experiences.

Prior to this, neither the elders of Presidium nor anyone else had ever truly cared about Rowan's thoughts.

"Well, let's just accept this as fate..."

Luo Wen sighed inwardly.

"As for me..."

"It all started more than a month ago..."

Rowan took another big gulp of the strong liquor in his glass, and then began to speak slowly and deliberately.

"........"