"Despicable scoundrel!" Ye Haochuan glared furiously at Li Qi, his eyes filled with rage.
In fact, as soon as Li Qi leapt off the cliff, he already realized that Li Qi hadn't really fallen. Instead, he'd used a pre-prepared sword to anchor himself in a crevice, hanging mid-mountain.
Originally, Ye Haochuan didn't pay much attention to this clown, planning to teach him a lesson after dealing with Ju Yuqu.
However, Ju Yuqu's strength was beyond his imagination. Even while fighting desperately, he was still in danger.
In the heat of battle, he naturally forgot about the unimportant Li Qi. Who would have thought that in the end, the one who would foil his efforts was indeed this clown, making it impossible for him not to be angry.
"Ye, last time I told you not to be so careless. And here you are, still not learning your lesson!" Li Qi smiled smugly, "You gotta use your brain. Relying just on brute strength is foolish!"
"You..." Ye Haochuan was momentarily at a loss for words.
