He...Won’t Die!

'Kneel down and kowtow towards the memorial tablet 100 times!'

'Swear at the murderer with your best intent!'

'Then they may win the forgiveness of 4th master!'

Leng Si's words were very alluring. It was as if he could deteriorate their morale in only a few sentences!

However, when Fierce Wolf and the others 9 heard his words, they all sneered.

'Hmm?'

Noticing their expressions, Leng Si frowned as he asked with cold eyes.

"What? Do you really want to die for that little b*stard?"

'B*stard?'

After hearing his words, Fei Qian was driven mad as he roared, "In my eyes, you're a b*stard, who doesn't know anything about death!"

"You're just a short-sighted frog at the bottom of a well. You don't know what kind of person he is! No! You don't know what a deity he is!"

After hearing Fei Qian's words, Leng Si's face turned gloomy at once.