Sha Chen waved the Plantain Fan, blowing away both Yin Jiao and the Seal of Fanning the Sky.
He let out a cold laugh, his eyes filled with disdain.
As Yin Jiao was blown away, he shouted angrily, "Sha Chen, you don't know what's good for you! My master taking a liking to you is your good fortune."
"I even advised Yang Jian to show you mercy for old times' sake. You're ungrateful and ruthless, forgetful of past favors. You won't die a good death!"
Sha Chen sneered. "Playing the saint while being a whore? Handing over the Seal of Fanning the Sky to Yang Jian so he could deal with me, then claiming to value me and look out for my best interests?"
"Right now, I've only blown you away and not killed you. That's me being kind. Remember to be grateful for my benevolence, or else you'll be an ungrateful wretch, just like your dad."
