Fu Baochu and Feng Wuji looked up and saw Zhong Yue casually sitting on the old tree smiling at them. Feng Wuji's heart sank and Fu Baochu spurted out a mouthful of blood, he smiled, "So you are Mister Yi? You are really amazing to be able to push us into this perilous situation. Little human girl, looks like you are weaker than him."
Consort Tian Si humphed and didn't reply.
Although Fu Baochu was gravely wounded, he remained his composure and said placidly, "You are not bad, young but you dare to set up an Imperial Emperor, even forcing me into killing that Kuafu Deity Emperor. You are stunning, truly stunning."
Feng Wuji's heart sterned up as he thought of Kua Fumao's death.
It seemed like a coincidence at first glance but when he looked back at it now, Kua Fumao's death happened so quickly and suddenly. Clearly, it was the product of Zhong Yue's art of Karma.
