As soon as these words came out, Jiang Xiaobai was stupefied.
No wonder so many people were charging toward him with such clear intent.
So that was it!
There could be only one possibility: the War God Space was playing tricks!
"Heh."
With a cold laugh, Jiang Xiaobai's expression turned incredibly dark.
Murderous intent thickened, climbing relentlessly.
He knew this world wasn't fair, but he hadn't expected even the War God Space, which always touted fairness, to pull such stunts.
Fortunately, it was just a trial; to die was to die.
At worst, he would lose some points and miss out on first place.
But what about in the real world?
The actions of the War God Space had crossed Jiang Xiaobai's bottom line; even if he liked stirring up trouble, it was always because the other party had struck first.
He had no substantial entanglement of interests with the War God Space, fundamentally speaking.
What were they implying by doing this to him?
"War God Space, impressive indeed."
