"I have a way!"
Hong Yu stepped forward, a calm smile on his face.
Everyone was stunned.
Mang Kun, in particular, frowned deeply. He stared intently at Hong Yu, looking rather agitated. "Little friend Hong Yu, this is an array set up by my War Race ancestors. Even we of the War Race only know this ancient method to open it, yet you claim to have another way? Are you trying to say you doubt my War Race?"
Hong Yu glanced at him.
'This cunning old fox is full of schemes and conspiracies.'
'I've disliked him for a long time.'
If he weren't considering the bigger picture, Hong Yu would have pinned him to the ground and given him a savage beating. He couldn't be bothered to feign civility any longer and said coolly, "You're right, I don't trust you."
"You..."
Mang Kun's face paled, and he was rendered speechless.
"Hong Yu, you're not just stopping us because you're afraid to bleed, are you?"
