Dissatisfaction

Octopus heard He Yueyin's arrangements and immediately clenched his fist, slamming it into his palm through gritted teeth. "That's exactly how it should be... huh?"

Ronan's unexpected reaction left Octopus momentarily unable to respond. Had the kid been too pent-up and gone off to lick his wounds in a corner?

Yeah, thinking about it, over the past half year, no matter how terrible the situation had been, this was the first time Octopus had seen Ronan so passive and utterly unable to fight back. Sure enough, they had grabbed him by his emotional seven inches. He was far more vulnerable than usual.

"Nan Zi, you have to hold steady at a time like this. Didn't they say it? Winning first doesn't count as winning. In the end, it depends on who gets the last laugh..."

Octopus felt there was still plenty of room to turn things around. He Yueyin's meaning was clear enough: the Xia City Three Giants would convene to discuss how to deal with the consequences of Horned Demon's actions. In a sense, that was also an endorsement and show of support for Ronan.

Given Ronan's current standing, he naturally deserved such treatment. From another perspective, though, it was because Horned Demon—a genius who had grown up in Xia City under the personal guidance of President Ouyang and Old You—had displayed such a terrible stance that it was practically betrayal...

Come to think of it, back then, when he had fled into the Wilderness in disgrace because of his wager with the Martial Emperor, the signs had already been there.

Just as Octopus was sighing over this, Ronan spoke again. "Horned Demon's attitude is indeed suspicious. It needs looking into. But I don't know him very well, so even if I went, I wouldn't have much to ask.