Overjoyed at first, Pang Dezong was about to take action. Although he harbored too much envy, jealousy, and hatred for Mu Hanyan's good fortune, he couldn't really let him die here and bear the crime of murder.
"Eh, what's going on?" Just then, Mu Hanyan's surprised voice came through.
The golden light dissipated, and Pang Dezong saw the golden cloak on Mu Hanyan's body once more.
This is unreasonable, totally unreasonable! How could anyone live like this? Pang Dezong clutched his head, his hands yanking his hair from one to two, as the bitter experiences he had with the Cangxuan Cloud Silk sprang to mind once again, filling him with so much frustration he felt like vomiting blood.
And what happened next completely shattered him.
"How can it be so simple, it makes no sense." Mu Hanyan was thoroughly baffled and simply continued to make hand gestures.
