"You have only one path, and that's teaming up with me. If I escape, you will surely die."
The other person's tone remained cold, not caring about any respect.
If someone else had said this, Wan Dugu would have definitely broken their bones and crushed their soul; if it was said in another setting, he would definitely have acted. Everyone here is Special Class, who fears whom?
Yet today, possibly the most disgraceful day of Wan Dugu's life... he hoped it would be the last time experiencing this.
Therefore, he could only suppress his anger and coldly respond:
"Then come along."
Ku Rong did not move. Non-human eyes beneath the bronze mask stared at him for a moment.
"Question. Can you turn back to human form?"
"Currently, I can't. What, is there another problem?"
"Ghosts are the enemies of humans. When I confirm you've fallen to the likes of ghosts and can't return, I will consider you an enemy at the first opportunity."
"..."
He laughed—because of anger.
