A sharp pain came from the tiger's mouth, and when he looked down, he saw that the tiger's mouth had cracked, blood slowly flowing down the dagger's pattern, almost unable to grasp the weapon in his hand.
"Damn it!" Gu Sheng spat out a mouthful of blood-tinged saliva, the salty taste spreading in his mouth. His gaze was fierce, staring at the not distant Ling Xiao real person, with a fury raging in his chest. This old rogue was so despicable, hiding behind commanding this group of elders, besieging them like a pack of mad dogs! He cursed inwardly: Damn, what a sneaky bastard!
Ling Xiao real person still appeared calm and composed, fingers gently flicking, directing the elders' onslaught as if everything was under his control. His mouth even bore a trace of a cold smile, seemingly mocking Gu Sheng's desperate struggle.
Suddenly, Gu Sheng's eyes flashed; he caught a slight distraction from Ling Xiao real person. Now's the time!
