Roaring Lightning

"Exactly what do you mean?" Moxinke pulled a long face and asked again.

"If you had assisted me earlier, I could have saved the other hostage too. It's all your fault! You should be blamed for this failure!"

"Do you think I am a magician who can use Teleportation? I am a fighter!" Moxinke shouted, his face turning crimson with anger. "Don't always blame me! I have already tolerated you for a long time!" While roaring, Moxinke pointed his thick finger at Han Jin's nose.

"You don't have to tolerate me from now on," Han Jin lightly said. "And, do not point at me with your finger. Otherwise, you will regret it!"

"What are you gonna do?" Moxinke was not frightened at all.