That voice had come from none other than Qin Jishi.
Everyone: "..."
They were stunned.
What?
Scared?
Hmph!
Those who had once held a measure of admiration for Qin Jishi now looked upon him with utter disdain.
"I thought he had some backbone. Turns out he was nothing more than this."
"Backbone my ass. Him? Putting on airs and playing mysterious tricks, thinking that with Young Master Chu backing him, he could lord it over everyone and no one would dare touch a hair on his head? Bullshit. Wasn't it all because of Young Master Chu's face?"
"Enough. He's reached the end of the road. He played too big, and it's absolutely impossible for him to clean up this mess now."
Miao Cheng's face was grim and vicious, utterly ferocious.
"Clan Leader Tang, what are you still hesitating for? Don't give him another chance."
"Kill him!"
"No!"
"Don't let him die too easily. Leave him one last breath and torment him properly."
If he could, Miao Cheng would have dearly loved to strike in Tang Xin's place.
Damn it!
Damn it!
His gaze grew ever more sinister. His fists clenched tight, veins bulging along both arms.
"You little bastard, even if you talked the heavens down today, I'll still make sure you die without a doubt."
"Clan Leader Tang!"
Qin Jishi raised a hand to interrupt him. "Hear me out first."
"Don't worry!"
"I definitely won't beg you for mercy."
"But!"
Qin Jishi hesitated, smacked his lips, shook his head, and then sighed.
Creak!
Tang Xin suppressed his fury. "But what? Speak!"
He had no idea what medicine Qin Jishi was selling in his gourd.
But!
So long as Chu Tianxiao did not interfere, Qin Jishi alone could not stir up any waves.
"Clan Leader Tang!"
A crafty glint flashed