On the flagship.
King Heng Qi and Wang Fugui exchanged glances, and both of their eyes were exceedingly complicated.
Meanwhile, Wang Zongkun hid behind Fugui, cautiously poking out his head to gaze at King Heng Qi, his eyes behind his sunglasses also filled with shock.
"Fugui, this whole mess is entirely that brat Wang Zongkun's fault." King Heng Qi, his face flushed, glared at Wang Zongkun and complained to Wang Fugui, spitting as he spoke, "If it weren't for him stoking the fire recklessly, Purple Charm wouldn't have mistakenly thought I was going to... wouldn't have lost the battle and acted all ready to be disposed of by me. I wouldn't have failed to resist what shouldn't have happened, leading to this situation of dry wood igniting uncontrollably..."
"But honestly, I never would have thought... After this incident, I realized I've wasted thirty thousand years of my life... Fugui, you have to come up with a solution for me."
