"Thanks, bro, thanks!" Yang Wenyu excitedly tucked more than a dozen gold coins into his pocket, then let out a strange chuckle. "Bro, you're way too generous!"
"As long as you don't mind the filth." Lin Taichu curled his lip. "Get lost already. Don't disturb my afternoon nap."
Lin Taichu lay on a tree branch, closed his eyes, and prepared to rest for a while.
"Ow!" Suddenly, Lin Taichu cried out miserably. His body went limp, and he fell to the ground.
He tried to struggle to his feet from the depression, but his body trembled, and he could not muster any strength.
"Damn it!" Lin Taichu gritted his teeth.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Yang Wenyu happened to be passing beneath Lin Taichu. Seeing this, he immediately stopped and mocked him with glee. "Lin Taichu, what's wrong? Can't hold on anymore?"
"I advise you not to move around."
"The soil here is highly poisonous. If it gets all over your body, you'll definitely die!"
As he spoke, Yang Wenyu sneered mockingly. "You piece of trash really are hard to kill. You actually survived that time. Heaven must have gone blind!"
"Get lost, you despicable, shameless bastard!" Lin Taichu growled through clenched teeth.
Yang Wenyu laughed loudly and looked at Lin Taichu with contempt. "You're just a martial artist who raised his cultivation with Pills. What gives you the right to swagger around in front of me?"
As he spoke, Yang Wenyu stepped on the edge of the depression, leaped into the air, and landed steadily on the other side of the tree branch.
"Trash, you're not worthy of being my opponent." Yang Wenyu looked down at Lin Taichu arrogantly.
Lin Taichu's face was pale, and his breathing was rapid.
"Yang Wenyu, get away from me." He suppressed the anger in his