Su Zhan Ze's sword crashed down, sending Nangong Yao and a group of others who were about to fly over, thrown out.
He touched the sharp pinnacle and said, "Call out your magic power, let's see how I turn you into a mad dog." Su Zhan Ze had never been so confident as he was today.
The Black Demonic Spirit glanced at Ye Chen and said, "Looks like he really hates you."
Ye Chen nodded and replied, "Understandable."
"I find this world really ironic. You think about how to help him, yet he's thinking about how to turn you into a mad dog," the Black Demonic Spirit said with a hint of mockery.
Su Zhan Ze happened to overhear and sneered, "Heh, help me? I don't need his help. This guy who looks like a good person, who likes to get involved with other people's wives, others may not know, but you think I don't know?"
The Black Demonic Spirit was stunned and said, "He got involved with your wife? I see, that's why you hate him so much."
