"This... I was just joking..."
Dao Wufang, who was already in a desperate situation and thought he had no chance of surviving today, was stunned by the unexpected appearance of Fang Xing. Watching Fang Xing first ambush and kill Gui Mu, then kill the rebellious Ye Huntian of the Fuyao Palace in the capacity of the Grand Minister of the Fuyao Palace, the whole process was as smooth as flowing clouds. Yet, it filled him with immense joy. Originally full of resentment towards him, he now wished he could rush up and kiss him. However, when this little monster finally turned to look at him, a bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart. He lamented inwardly, what's my bad luck dragging me into this? I'd already resolved to die, so why did I have to curse him at that moment?
With this little monster's vengeful nature, wasn't cursing him seeking death?
"Alright, you helping me out was a big favor, but since you cursed me, let's call it even!"
