Contrary to what people expected, Yellow-Brow Old Monster had not surrendered out of fear!
He had lowered his head, handed over all his treasures, and chosen to leave only after careful deliberation.
First, before figuring out Su Yi's trump card, he did not want to serve as someone else's shield.
Second, only by enduring for the moment and staying out of it could he watch tigers fight from atop the mountain and reap the Fisherman's gains!
Given such considerations, what did it matter if he lost all face before a junior?
But now...
Yellow-Brow Old Monster was scared.
His heart had utterly turned to ashes.
Baili Chuan's death had greatly shaken him, but it had not been enough to frighten him.
Yet the destruction of Fu Fengzi and the other old monsters had thoroughly chilled Yellow-Brow Old Monster to the bone, leaving his entire body cold.
He no longer dared consider returning in force or reaping the Fisherman's gains.
All he felt was boundless relief.
Relief that he had made the wisest decision of his life at the very first opportunity!
"Did you see that? If you hadn't listened to me and handed over your treasures earlier, you were destined to die horribly!"
Yellow-Brow Old Monster shot the two men beside him a glance.
Both still had lingering fears and nodded repeatedly.
One of them said in a low voice, "Brother, Su Yi seems... like he truly can't hold on any longer. This might be a rare opportunity!"
Smack!
The moment he finished speaking, he was slapped on the back of the head.
Yellow-Brow Old Monster burst into curses. "You're still clinging to wishful thinking, wanting to rob someone while his house is on fire? That's like stupidity opening the door for stupidity—stupid to the very end!"
"Why does Su