"You...!" In the face of Pei Yan's completely unreasonable attitude and the killing intent in his eyes, Flamel, who was just madly clamoring, suddenly lost his momentum. Having watched Pei Yan and Moira's battle in full, he had already clearly recognized the gap between the two. The idea of competing with Pei Yan before the match had long dissipated. Now, he was genuinely afraid that this unpredictable madman would retaliate against him as well.
Seeing Flamel like a rooster with its throat pinched—standing there angry and pointing at him but unable to act—Pei Yan couldn't help but sneer and mockingly say: "What's the matter, lost your voice already? I thought your love for your fiancée was deep! Now it seems that's all there is to it. Such a superficial couple should separate early for both your sakes!"
