That's When You'd Better Not Blame Me for Being Impolite

Su Fan smiled bitterly. He had originally thought that his strength would be exposed in the next round, but he had never expected Qin Yuan to pull such a stunt. It seemed he could keep lying low for another round.

Qin Yuan seemed fierce and vicious, but in truth, that fellow had plenty of tricks up his sleeve. Stick some fur on him, and he'd turn into a monkey.

When the two of them exchanged spells in the next round, he would definitely test Su Fan's foundations.

Su Fan planned to keep playing the role of a movie emperor. He didn't believe Qin Yuan would dare refuse to cooperate with him.

If you dare play mind games with me, then don't blame me for being impolite.

Although the two had made a deal, Su Fan wouldn't kill him. But crippling that fellow's dantian shouldn't count as breaking their agreement, right?

In any case, Su Fan couldn't easily let him off. He had to make that fellow suffer a little.

Qin Yuan had handed the "Spirit Seizing Child" over to him with evil intentions hidden beneath the surface.

Faced with the priceless "Spirit Seizing Child," there wasn't a cultivator alive who could refuse such an enormous temptation.

After all, it was a priceless treasure—one could even describe it as a treasure beyond value.

The moment Su Fan accepted the thing, it would be equivalent to placing a handle in Qin Yuan's hands.

He didn't need to guess. That fellow had definitely tampered with the wooden box.

Once the Dao Association Grand Competition ended, if Qin Yuan leaked the matter of the "Spirit Seizing Child," Su Fan wouldn't be able to clear his name even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

What Qin Yuan hadn't expected was that Su Fan had