"Young Master Pei, you're far too young. Playing this kind of game with an old hand like me, you're still too green."
"Of course, you thought that back then, I was merely a lowly artifact refiner at Boss Su's side, so I should be easy to fool. But sorry... when people are driven into a corner, they always grow."
Master Wuji's words were dark and chilling, yet it was clear that his experiences over the years had made him deeply shrewd and calculating.
After hearing this, Pei Yufeng slowly closed his eyes, inwardly furious.
He had placed great importance on Xiu Hanzhi, yet he had indeed underestimated Qi Wuji.
In the end, Pei Yufeng regained his calm and asked, "I still don't believe that you would take such a risk to deceive me merely based on the intelligence that the Thousand Kings Holy Tower was about to arrive at the various factions."
"So how exactly did you discover that I am from the Thousand Kings Holy Tower?"
It was precisely because this had been exposed that he had been placed in such a passive position, so Pei Yufeng still wanted to know.
He simply did not believe that Qi Wuji had merely been guessing.
In response, Master Wuji thought to himself: Of course, Young Master Sikong was the one who informed me.
But Master Wuji could not possibly say that, so he snarled in a low voice, "No comment. Go to hell!"
In an instant, the experts of Imperial Artifact Infinity, the War Puppets, and one Imperial Artifact after another all blasted toward Pei Yufeng.
Pei Yufeng, however, shouted coldly, "Since I dared enter your castle, I was never afraid that you could do anything to me..."
"War Puppets, come out!"
As his words fell, light flashed in Pei Yufeng's