"You… You're courting death!"
Muu Shengxue hadn't expected the guy to retort right after he'd called him trash. His eyebrows shot up in anger, and with a flick of his longsword, cold light flared in all directions.
"Who's the trash here? What's the use of just talking? Why don't we have a match and find out!"
The Soaring Water Master who had been sitting silently behind a stone pillar suddenly looked over, a vicious smirk flashing in his eyes.
When he lifted his head, Nie Yun finally got a clear look at his face. He had a hawkish nose, triangular eyes, and slanted eyebrows. One glance was enough to tell he was no good. 'No wonder,' Nie Yun thought. 'A good person wouldn't have chimed in at a time like this. By interrupting now, he's obviously trying to get me and Muu Shengxue to fight. Whatever his intentions, getting his own people to fight each other before they'd even seen the treasure is a malicious act.'
