"Tang San, you deserve to die!" Yu Tianheng stared at him fixedly, growling under his breath without pause.
"Tang San, did a dog eat your conscience? We traveled together and shared a deep friendship. We treated you as our closest brother and even entrusted our backs to you, yet you dragged us out as scapegoats just to save yourself. Are you even human?" Dai Mubai clenched his fists and shouted.
"Brothers? You two think you're worthy of being my brothers? I, Tang San, possess Twin Martial Souls. At fourteen, I had already reached level fifty-six, a Soul King. My Clear Sky Hammer even has an all-ten-thousand-year soul ring configuration. I am an undisputed genius."
"And what about you? One of you was crushed to the ground by Lu Yuan, his confidence shattered, wandering like a living corpse. The other had his fiancée stolen away, wore a huge green hat on his head, and could only rage helplessly before fleeing in disgrace."
"You two are worthy of being my brothers?"
Tang San curled his lips in mockery and sneered.
Since he had already done it and both sides had torn away all pretense, with Yu Tianheng and Dai Mubai wishing nothing more than to kill him, what did he have left to worry about? He held nothing back and voiced every word that had long been buried in his heart.
He had only befriended the two of them because he wanted to borrow their strength to deal with Lu Yuan. When had he ever truly thought highly of them?
His standards, Tang San's standards, were far higher than that.
"What did you say? You, Tang San, have the nerve to talk about us? Weren't you beaten by Lu Yuan like a dead dog too? Twin Martial Souls? Heh, putting Twin Martial