"Yeah, I screwed you over. Got a problem with that? Bite me!"
Hong Yu dangled the rhizome of a Blast Earth Poison Mushroom in one hand, a brazen look on his face as he watched Xue De with amusement.
Xue De's face flushed crimson with rage. If it weren't for the profound Primordial Gang of a Primordial Core Realm expert suppressing the churning qi and blood within him, he might have actually coughed up blood from sheer anger.
'This damn little bastard! You've gone too far!'
Xue De and the other experts from the Guiyuan Sect all had incredibly sour expressions on their faces.
Their faces shifted from pale to ashen, making them look like a troupe of motley clowns.
Only at this moment did they finally understand why Hong Yu had so readily agreed to be the one to clear the path into Mist Canyon.
They finally saw it clearly: the bet he'd proposed had been a deliberate trap from the very beginning.
And yet, who could they blame for foolishly jumping into the pit of their own accord?
