The First Words Out of His Mouth Were Those of a Master of Sarcasm! Treasures Go to the Fated! Innate Markings!

"Bastard!!!"

Venerable Yinlei's face instantly darkened.

He wanted to retort, but had no idea how.

Wang Teng had put him and True God Yaofeng in the same breath. Though it was hardly anything good, it was not something he could easily deny.

He couldn't very well speak ill of True God Yaofeng, could he?

If that reached True God Yaofeng's ears, would he still get off lightly?

But if he did not refute it, wouldn't that mean admitting that neither he nor True God Yaofeng was any good?

Damn it, this Wang Teng was simply a shit-stirrer. No matter what it was, once it passed through his mouth, it became unbearably troublesome.

Now he seemed to understand a little of True God Yaofeng's frustration and helplessness.

Earlier, at the meeting of the Coalition's powerhouses, he had watched True God Yaofeng get argued into speechlessness by Wang Teng.

At the time, he had also felt that Wang Teng was extremely difficult to deal with, but he had not experienced it this deeply.

Some things, in the end, could only truly be understood when they happened to oneself.

In short... it was fucking awful!

Venerable Rongfeng secretly glanced at Venerable Yinlei, thinking that this one's combat power did not seem all that impressive either.

With just one sentence, Wang Teng had struck him silent!

What now? Even he felt a little awkward.

Actually, at first, he had been inclined to withdraw.

It was only because he had been influenced by Venerable Yinlei's confidence that he had planned to stay and see how things developed.

Now, he was wavering again!

He felt that Venerable Yinlei simply would not do. He could not be relied on at all.

Venerable Yinlei sensed Venerable Rongfeng's doubtful gaze, and his heart felt even more stifled.

What was