The Spirit Transformation stage lords swiftly exchanged glances. None of them were fools; for Zhuang Fang to say such a thing at this moment, the meaning behind it was self-evident.
Ancestor Nanming's gaze swiftly swept across Pei Fang, Qi Jiujun, and Ouyang Da. Yue Qianchou, meanwhile, ground his teeth in hatred. Sure enough, not a single one of them was any good—every last one was a fickle, treacherous villain. That dead fat bastard. Just don't let him fall into my hands. Otherwise, I'll make sure he enjoys himself to the fullest.
Nong Zhu's eyes narrowed as well. With a mocking smile, he said, "Say, Fatty Pei, when Bi Changchun was still around, you called him Brother Yue. How come, in the blink of an eye, you want Brother Yue dead? I haven't seen your little brother do anything to wrong you, have I? Or are you deliberately picking a fight because you want to take care of me too?"
Having had his thoughts exposed by Nong Zhu, Pei Fang did not mind in the slightest. Instead, he burst into laughter. "Nong Zhu, if you insist on putting it that way, what else can I say?"
His figure rose into the air with a swish. Laughing heartily, he said, "Then let me experience Brother Nong Zhu's Great Shifting Form Technique!"
"No problem. But before that, there is something I need to verify with you," Nong Zhu said.
Pei Fang grandly waved a hand. "Speak! As long as it's something I can say, I'll tell you."
Those words meant no more than saying nothing at all.
Nong Zhu snorted coldly. "I asked you about this matter at the Treasure Gathering Basin before. Back when Yue Qianchou confronted the Netherworld Messenger at the Treasure Gathering Basin, the Netherworld Messenger suddenly learned Yue Qianchou's