"..."
This response left Cheng Lv and Yuan Rong utterly speechless.
After a moment, Yuan Rong was the first to recover. She rubbed her forehead, her face a mask of exasperation. "I was wrong. I never should have tried to recruit you. What you are isn't just arrogance or conceit—it's utter stupidity."
"And another thing—your stupidity has annoyed me."
As she spoke, she turned to Cheng Lv, a cruel glint in her eyes. "Cheng Lv, don't let him die too easily."
"You don't have to tell me... This ignorant fool has enraged me, too."
SWOOSH!
He took a step forward, violently tore off his monk's robe, and tossed it aside, baring his upper body.
Then, Zhong Ming watched with chilling eyes as he saw that the monk named Cheng Lv's upper body was covered in a dense web of bizarre patterns.
'No, those aren't tattoos. There's the aura of Soul Spirits on them. He's imprisoned the Soul Spirits of over a hundred people in his own body!'
