A withered, extremely short old man with half-lidded eyes spoke feebly. "How foolish. Do you take the Heavenly Brilliance Disciples for pushovers? Or do you think their Guardians are just for show?"
"Ming'Er handled this matter very well. He set a trap for them, leaving no trace. They were just lucky to have avoided it. Next time… they might not be so fortunate!"
Jin Ming, who had been sitting there silently, gave a faint smile. A gleam of hatred flashed in his gloomy eyes as he said softly, "Next time… I'll set an even bigger trap for them! They'll have no choice… but to fall into it!"
"Once we enter those ancient ruins, there will be plenty of opportunities!" the withered, short old man cackled. "Out there, the people from Celestial Brilliance won't be the ones calling the shots."
