Weary

"You weren't supposed to be formidable? Weren't you supposed to be a master schemer? Didn't you treat me like a chess piece? Couldn't you even summon the dead God Mountain Ghost, a Siming? And this is the result? This? You're dead just like that? Are you playing me?!"

Li Huowang hysterically cursed madly at the surroundings. He did not care whether Master Xuan Pin could hear him now; he only wanted to vent the emotions in his heart, or they would drive him insane.

"What are you so smug about?! What right did you have to meddle in a clash between Simings? You made it sound so mysterious—I thought you had some great ability! And this is all? How embarrassing, Xuan Pin! Embarrassing! What a disgrace you are!!"

The furious expression on Li Huowang's face suddenly changed, turning into a smiling one. "Hehehe... You tricked me again, didn't you? You're faking your death, aren't you? Don't pull this on me! I don't believe it!! Come out! You can't fool me!"

"Xuan Pin! Xuan Pin, come out! The Sitting Forgetting Dao has used this kind of trick who knows how many times already!"

"Senior Brother Li!" Gao Zhijian, his face full of grief, walked up to Li Huowang and grabbed the latter's hands as he talked to himself.

"Senior Brother Li, don't be like this. Calm down. I know you're heartbroken, but—"

"Heh, heartbroken? What is he to me that I should be heartbroken? He tricked me again! This isn't the first time he's lied to me! I was going to settle all my scores with him this time! But he just goes and dies when he says he's going to die?"

Li Huowang stood where he was, so enraged that he laughed. "Is this appropriate, Zhijian? I'm asking you, is