Yang Xiao casually flipped through a few pages, and the face hidden beneath his mask instantly darkened. Every sheet was packed with writing, and there were even a few half pages.
"Some people really don't know gratitude. How has the Netherworld Emperor Captain treated us? You all know that in your hearts, yet someone dares to speak such nonsense—no different from a beast!" The One-Eyed Monk Great Monk hurried to make a statement and distance himself.
"Heh." Yang Xiao let out a cold sneer in his heart. Out of all these people, this one-eyed Great Monk was the most damn worthless piece of trash.
Seeing Yang Xiao turn his gaze toward him, the One-eyed Monk didn't dare say another word, because right now everyone was staring at him with a very subtle look—to be precise, a look of contempt.
Still, Yang Xiao was a man of his word. He wasn't going to make things hard for them; what he played with was reality.
