"You don’t think so? You think I am wrong, is that it? So what. Should I care?" Ling Wuxie humphed and walked out. "Fine. Be a king here in your small kingdom. I am going to surrender to Meng Wuzhen. I got beaten up because of you. I don’t want to hear something like ‘not really’ from you."
He walked so fast. Only several steps, and he had already reached the gate. The next step is to walk out the door, or even out of the Land of Han-Yang already.
"Hold!"
Bai Chen took a deep breath in and said, "Maybe… Maybe… Maybe he has…"
