"Asleep?"
Anyone with normal intelligence could understand what Ye Chenyang meant.
Han Su's face was full of disbelief.
"How is that possible?! Three Sixth-tier, twelve Fifth-tier—how could the two of you possibly beat them! Bai Jin, did you sneakily attack them from the shadows?!"
The more he thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed.
Bai Jin had never gotten along with Ji Chen.
If Bai Jin had stabbed them in the back while the two were under siege, then with the four of them joining forces to kill the Sixth-tier first, the remaining Fifth-tiers would have been lambs waiting for slaughter!
That was the only explanation!
"Me?"
Bai Jin, suddenly called out by name, pointed at himself in surprise, then laughed in anger at the man's accusation.
"Han Su, don't you fucking slander me! Ji Chen was the useless one—he led more than a dozen people and still couldn't beat two. What the fuck does that have to do with me?"
"Bullshit!"
Veins bulged on Han Su's forehead as he roared, "That was a full fifteen people! Every one of them was a fighter above Fifth-tier, and they got wiped out by two people without even injuring them? Bai Jin, do you take me for a three-year-old?"
"Believe it or not."
Bai Jin spread his hands, utterly unconcerned.
"The facts are right in front of you. If you insist on deceiving yourself, there's nothing I can do."
Though he had not seen what happened and the corpses had long since been cleaned up, that did not stop him from using this matter to disgust the other man.
If Han Su dared to make the first move, it would trigger an unwritten rule:
Once a fight began, life and death were left to fate!
When it came to internal conflicts,