Ye Long burst into laughter when he heard Blood Stain's words. Didn't Blood Stain think about what he himself had just said?
Were his own words just a fart?
Just moments ago, he was pointing at Ye Long, arrogantly proclaiming, 'I've got the numbers, so I can do as I please. Can you do the same?' He was so full of himself, it made people want to throw a lump of shit in his face!
Now that Ye Long had brought people, Blood Stain actually complained that Ye Long was fighting with superior numbers and wasn't being a hero. It was so ridiculous it was laughable—Blood Stain's words were as worthless as farts!
With a sneer, Ye Long retorted, "Hey, lucky for me I'm blindfolded, otherwise seeing your piss-poor attitude would make me vomit. Were your earlier bombastic words just hot air? Who was it boasting just now, challenging me to bring more people? And now scared?"
