Ryle cursed inwardly, his expression twisting with increasing murderous intent. He had only one thought now, to tear apart the person wasting his time right in front of him!
No!
Assimilating him into his follower would be the best punishment for him!
Noticing Ryle's unpleasant expression, Chen Chaoyang finally spoke up, his slightly mocking voice tinged with an impending laughter.
"My 'good' friend, it seems you've lost the bet."
"Hm? What's the matter?" The man's cold words finally brought him back to his senses. He looked at Chen Chaoyang perplexedly but then turned to see Ryle almost oozing a murderous aura!
Chen Chaoyang did not answer him; Ryle's now hoarse voice was his only reply!
"Oh friend, you wasted my sincere heart. You've made me very angry! Not even God would spare you!"
