Murong Tang said in a deep voice, "Get lost."
Chu Yi secretly clenched a stone, and as Murong Tang uttered the word "get," he accurately struck Qin Jue's popliteal fossa.
With a "plop," Qin Jue knelt on the ground.
This infuriated Qin Jue.
He reacted quickly, "whoosh," jumping up from the ground, and then, without any warning, slapped Murong Tang right across the face.
"You're seeking death."
Initially, Murong Tang hadn't realized what was happening; someone had inexplicably slapped his cheek. How could this be tolerated?
"Murong Tang, you're too despicable."
Qin Jue yelled loudly, preparing to attack Murong Tang again.
Murong Tang was no less courteous, his heart filled with resentment from the unexplained slap, he kicked out fiercely.
Qin Jue had thought that Murong Tang wouldn't really go as far as to kill him, but in just a second, he was kicked into the Spirit Grass.
What pleased Chu Yi even more was that this kick had landed right beside him.
