Wizard's furious cursing naturally couldn't anger Jiang Yue. If anything, it amused him.
It sounded as if Wizard was cursing Jiang Yue for refusing to fight him head-on, but something about it seemed off.
Jiang Yue couldn't help laughing. "Lord Wizard, are you sure you're cursing me? It sounds more like you're cursing the Underground Race. You've got some nerve. The Bizarre Tree nurtured you and supported you as an agent, and now you're biting the hand that feeds you and mocking the Underground Race?"
"Bullshit! I'm cursing you. What's that got to do with the Underground Race?"
Jiang Yue replied leisurely, "If I remember correctly, the Bizarre Tree managed to gain a foothold in the Surface World by hiding in the shadows, preying on people, and developing in secret, right? Doesn't that mean you're mocking the Underground Race? The Bizarre Tree?"
"And hiding in underground caves like a pathetic rat—that's an absolutely spot-on insult, too. Who resembles a rat in a burrow more than the Underground Race?"
"Tsk, tsk. Wizard, you're committing high treason," Jiang Yue said with a tsk of admiration.
After Jiang Yue put it that way, even Wizard thought it actually made a lot of sense. His opponent seemed to have a point, too.
Furious with embarrassment, Wizard snapped, "Bullshit, bullshit! You think you can drive a wedge between me and Lord Tree Ancestor? Dream on. I'm a proud member of the Underground Race now. Why would I mock my own people?"
"Heh, don't flatter yourself. Put nicely, you're agents. Put less nicely, you're just tools and cannon fodder for the Bizarre Tree. Once one batch dies, it can just recruit another. With a human body and human blood, you're bound to be a different race to the Underground Race. You can grovel all you want,