The person spoke forcefully and then eagerly looked at Xiao Heng, anticipating his reaction.
Then.
He showed a bewildered expression.
Xiao Heng...
Is he actually smiling?
No.
Even after I pointed at his nose and cursed him, he's smiling?
However, the people around him seemed to have unpleasant expressions.
Qingxuan's lips curved into a dangerous arc as he looked at Xiao Heng, "This squad, could it be under your command?"
"Xiao Heng, what a clever trick." Mo Ye raised an eyebrow.
"Brother Xiao Heng!" Hu Jiuling said angrily, "You're too much! We agreed on relying on our own skills, and yet you sought outside help."
Fire Nether looked at him, "Then, struggling to develop a boxing technique suitable for mortals, what does this amount to? Tell me, what does this amount to!"
They worked hard for so long, wanting their names to be mentioned along with their master, wanting to compete for the position of the first Divine Servant.
Now it's all over.
