Wang Jue's face was instantly gloomy. His eyes were overflowing with killing intent as he glared at Zhao Yebai. "You better shut up. Otherwise, I don't mind killing all of your juniors."
Facing Wang Jue's threat, Zhao Yebai did not fear in the slightest. He sneered. "Like I care about them. I would leave this world soon, anyway. On the contrary, you better take care of yourself first. If you can't kill more than twenty people in the next round, it will be you who stand in my place… What a pity. I don't have a chance to see your face at that time."
The crowd went completely silent. They thought Zhao Yebai would plead for his life when he started asking Wang Jue to help him, but he suddenly changed his mind and chose to tear Wang Jue's face. This kind of change was too confusing.
