Gu Tianhai struggled to lift his eyelids, his gaze locking onto the figure high in the sky—the old friend he had once trusted most.
Gu Tianhai's lips trembled. With immense difficulty, he forced the words out, using every last bit of strength in his body. "Cough, cough... cough... I never thought... that I, Gu Tianhai, who roamed unhindered all my life... would one day... be stabbed in the back... by the family and friends I trusted most! Cough, cough... No wonder... no wonder Chen Wuchang and the rest of you... dared to come to my city so fearlessly... So... you were hiding Yan Chengjun... as your trump card..."
Lie Fentian looked down at Gu Tianhai from above, a flash of satisfaction passing through his eyes. He sneered, "old bastard, knowing now isn't too late! We told you long ago—without some preparation, how would we dare come kill you? Even if the five of us joined forces, trying to gnaw down your Tianyang Main City would still cost us a few teeth! But with Yan Chengjun as our hidden move, striking you at the critical moment and crippling you first, doesn't this situation instantly become a sure thing? Doesn't it make you meat on our chopping block? Hahaha!"
When Gu Tianhai heard this, his body swayed violently. The Eryang and Qiyang City Lords hurriedly braced him with all their strength.
He drew a sharp, deep breath, forced his spine straight, then screamed with everything he had left, "Cough, cough! Since... I, Gu Tianhai... am not dead yet! Since I still have one breath left... you... can forget about... succeeding—!!"
"Stubborn fool! You're courting death!"
Chen Wuchang's expression changed drastically, instantly turning savage. He shouted, "Then I'll send you on your way early to meet the King of Hell!"
Before his words