As Wu Qi was about to reply to King Yang Qiu's recruitment, his heart suddenly jerked, and a flood of blood rushed up into his head, making him feel uneasy. Not daring to ignore this sudden omen, he gave his captive a fierce glare while glancing quickly over the gleaming, dark storage ring on his finger. But in the end, he could not muster the courage to seize it. Without hesitation, he spun and vanished into smoke, leaving no trace behind.
Startled, King Yang Qiu looked at the spot where he had disappeared and muttered, "I could have avoided all the humiliation if I knew I could scare you off with a mere recruitment..."
Then, he frowned, clenching his jaws as he grumbled, "That b*stard King Zhang Qiu actually has such a capable subordinate working for him? Good... I must find him and turn him into my subordinate! Damn it! How can you leave me here? What am I going to do now?"
