With that, Lei Changshan turned and left. Zhang Cangsong hurriedly chased after him.
When they arrived at a deserted courtyard, Lei Changshan finally stopped, and Zhang Cangsong fell in behind him.
Although he was displeased, he maintained a respectful expression. He cupped his hands toward Lei Changshan and said, "Elder!"
Upon hearing this, Lei Changshan slowly turned around. He looked at Zhang Cangsong and said indifferently, "I know you're angry. So am I."
Zhang Cangsong clenched his fists tightly. "Damn it! That guy is too despicable, using such vile methods against me. Otherwise, he would have had no chance of winning this match!"
The corners of Lei Changshan's mouth twitched. He was speechless. He'd been completely overwhelmed, so where on earth did this fool get the confidence to claim it should have been a guaranteed win?
