Outside the Ghost Sword Stele Array.
Trembling, Yang Ju rose from the ground. His ice-cold gaze locked onto Luo Xiu's face, his eyes shining with a bone-chilling killing intent. From childhood to adulthood, he had never been so humiliated!
Luo Xiu sensed Yang Ju's murderous intent but paid it no mind, instead looking at him with a mocking expression. "What's wrong, trash? You're still trash even if you glare at me."
"Hahahaha..." All of a sudden, Yang Ju laughed. His laughter echoed in the air, sounding incredibly eerie. "Interesting. Truly interesting. Scum, once we descend the mountain, I will make you face reality."
Luo Xiu smiled faintly. "It's good that you think that way. I was worried you'd run off the moment we got down the mountain."
At that moment, Xing Rui went over to support Yang Ju. He glared at Luo Xiu, hissing coldly through gritted teeth, "Scum, remember what you just said! You're courting death. I'd like to see how long your arrogance lasts!"
