"Ah, young man, your experience is still lacking!"
With confidence, Tang Yuanmu, watching himself just a step away from the Thunder King's Heart, felt all the more assured, even taking a moment amidst his busyness to glance back at the black-clad youth still standing unmoving. His voice carried a sense of frustration, like hating iron for not becoming steel.
In Tang Yuanmu's view, the current situation in the Thunder King Main Hall was wholly due to Xing Chen's efforts. Unfortunately, after dealing with the Thunder King's Heart Strange Spirit, this fellow was lost in thought for a moment, clearly making it easy for Tang Yuanmu to claim the spoils.
Self-esteemed as cunning and farsighted, Tang Yuanmu took pride in his timely intervention, so he stretched out his hand with zero hesitation to seize the Thunder King's Heart.
