Zhang Shao had always been one to leave himself an escape route.
His caution had saved his life on many occasions.
Never put all your eggs in one basket; that was the most basic of principles.
In his eyes, Mo Qi was nothing more than a talented, incredibly lucky brat. Crushing him would be a piece of cake.
He wouldn't even have to lift a finger.
"Jin Quan, Mo Qi, you two are just the beginning!"
Zhang Shao sneered, looking down at the tortured, half-dead Jin Quan.
"Avenging my son, Zhang Cheng, won't be over so easily. Void Sect, you will pay the price for this too!"
With that, Zhang Shao turned and left the Celestial Prison.
...
Within the Imperial City Pass, this year's Annual Selection might just have had the highest survival rate in history.
This was all thanks to Liu Hui and Jin Sanpang, the so-called "Fat and Thin Duo of Doom." Everywhere they went, be it prisoners or the geniuses participating in the selection, not a single person was spared—all were stripped bare.
