Rong Taotao barely dodged, the churning emotions in his heart finally boiling over. He viciously threw his halberd. "I've never owed anyone a damn thing!"
'What right do you have to lecture me!?'
'Xia Fangran, Yang Chunxi, not even the Yuan Brothers themselves ever complained, so what right do you have to lecture me!?'
'I owe Pine Soul Soul Martial a championship!?'
'Principal Mei Hongyu didn't say a fucking word, so who! The hell! Do you! Think! You! Are!?'
'Publicly executing me in the Outer Region finals, under the eyes of the entire nation?'
'Saying I owe Pine Soul Soul Martial a championship!?'
'Are you trying to nail me to some so-called pillar of shame?'
WHOOSH...
In that instant, the charging Guan Qiong came to a sudden halt.
From the chest of the enraged Rong Taotao, a cyan butterfly had actually emerged?
'Is that... a butterfly?'
'Why is only one wing flying, dragging the other behind it...'
'No, that's not a butterfly. It looks like two v-shaped Lotus petals?'
