"Have you recorded it?"
Jia Hei's gaze went blank.
Ma Cheng demanded, "Tell me, why did you conspire with Zuo An?"
"Haha..."
Jia Hei erupted into laughter. However, his laughter was filled with bitter resentment. His eyes, too, were brimming with venomous hatred.
"Why?"
"Of course, it's because of you!"
"As long as I get rid of you and Old Bastard He, the position of Hall Master in the Elixir King Palace will naturally be mine."
"How hateful!"
"My dream was about to come true, but this little whelp ruined it."
"Qin Feiyang, don't be too proud! One day, you'll die a death far worse than mine because Ma Cheng won't let you go, Old Bastard He won't let you go, and the Yan King certainly won't let you go!"
"In all of Yan Province, apart from the Martial King Palace, everyone wants to kill you!"
Jia Hei cackled venomously.
Qin Feiyang looked up at the two and chuckled, "Is that so, Yan King, Elder Ma Cheng?"
"Don't listen to his nonsense!"
