Realizing he had been toyed with, Tang San's face twisted grotesquely!
Clutching the Heaven and Earth Creation Pill tightly, he glared at Di yihong, panting heavily.
"What? You don't believe my explanation?"
Di yihong went straight for the throat—
"Do I have to tell you it was because your father led people in a sneak attack on me? Even though it didn't cause any losses, it still pissed me off."
"So I set you up and had a little fun with you. Got a problem with that?"
"Besides, it wasn't like you got nothing. Even this knockoff Heaven and Earth Creation Pill is something countless soul masters would beg for."
"If you don't want it, give it back to me."
Tang San's eyes went wide with rage!
He wasn't even pretending anymore?
He was deliberately targeting him, was he?
But...
What could he do, no matter how furious he was?
Did he dare let it out?
He couldn't beat him, and comparing backgrounds was even more hopeless.
The antidote to his God-Given Curse was still in the other man's hands.
His father had also sold himself into slavery and was still going door to door outside, apologizing.
Even his mother was waiting for that man to revive her.
Did he dare fall out with him?
Tang San forcibly suppressed his murderous rage, turned, and left without a shred of hesitation.
He couldn't stay in this damn place for another second!
"Hey, hey, hey." Di yihong called after him. "Fatty has some things he doesn't understand about the Tang Sect's Unique Skills. He wants to ask you."
Ma Hongjun was quick to catch on.
"Ah, right! My Mysterious Heaven Skill keeps getting stuck. Little San, teach me, will you?"
Tang San felt like his lungs were about to explode!
They had