"Scoundrel, the earlier bout was just an accident, and those two girls hadn't truly decided a victor, how could that be considered deceitful? If you keep your venomous tongue wagging, I will come down personally to teach you a lesson," Yanyang said.
Ouyang He cared deeply for his beloved disciple Helian Rong and was brimming with anger, as his disciple had nearly relapsed into a serious condition during the bout. Now, with Yang Fei still rambling on, he desperately wanted to slap him.
Helian Zhan also lightly coughed and reprimanded, "Boy, stop flaunting your verbal prowess. I, Helian Zhan, promise you here that as long as you truly win, the victory will be yours. When the time comes, hand over the secret manual, and you can leave."
Seeing the fierce gazes of the powerful figures as if they wished to devour him, Yang Fei shuddered and dared not speak further, nodding and saying, "Alright, let's do it."
Having said that, his gaze finally settled on Liu Dong.