"Yo, you look pretty pathetic."
In a dark basement somewhere in the West District, a flash of light swept past. The pair of twins who had fought Feng Doudou and the others earlier re-formed and landed amid the teleportation light.
Around them, in the pitch-black darkness, more than ten pairs of emerald eyes like cat's eyes opened at once, eerily staring at the siblings.
"Tsk, tsk." That frivolous voice sounded again. "We asked if you wanted backup, and you said no. But in the end, you were beaten until your true forms were exposed. How embarrassing."
"You..." Ian, the younger brother, was clearly less able to keep his temper. He looked ready to attack.
But his elder sister immediately pressed him down beside her. With one hand, she held Ian completely immobile. Clearly, her combat strength was far above her brother's!
"Was I wrong?" The speaker was an extremely skinny fellow. With scarlet hair and eerie green eyes, he looked exactly like a starving ghoul.
"We knew your actual combat strength was weak, but we didn't expect it to be this weak. Duoluo nearly wiped out that trash team all by himself, yet they still forced you into this state?"
"That's because Duoluo never ran into the real trump card on their team!" Ian sneered. "To put it bluntly, you wouldn't last three moves against that woman!"
"Oh?" The Evil Spirit immediately grew interested. "What woman? Don't make excuses for your own incompetence."
"Why don't you go see for yourself?" Ian sneered. "If you win, I'll kneel and kowtow to you when you get back!"
"Oh, now I'm interested."
"Enough!" His sister, who had remained silent all this time, spoke up. "Don't set a trap for your teammate, little brother. If he gets killed, it won't be easy to explain