Aunt Yao once, Li Feng once, once at the Shaking Eight District auction, and now made four times.
Although Duanmu Chun had only heard the first time, Sikong Jing's attitude made him want to hit someone. Still, he took a deep breath and said, "Sikong Jing, don't forget that you are now a member of the Eastern Tyrant Branch."
As he spoke, Duanmu Chun's gaze turned incomparably sharp, and a terrifying pressure bore down directly on Sikong Jing.
Yet Sikong Jing was utterly unafraid.
"Oh? So I'm a member of the Eastern Tyrant Branch? I thought I was just a dog."
"Since I joined the Heavenly Wolf Team, has anyone ever treated us like people?"
As he said this, Sikong Jing's lips twisted wildly. He pointed at the guard who was still kneeling, then slowly swept his gaze over the surrounding crowd.
Then he gave a soft laugh. "Of course, at least Duanmu Grand Tyrant Judge still considers us people."
Sikong Jing did not put it too harshly. Duanmu Chun was indeed fairly impartial. Especially in the matter of Wan Tonghui's assassination attempt, he had not deliberately favored Wan Tonghui. He merely still looked down on the Heavenly Wolf Team somewhat.
Seeing the pressure around Duanmu Chun gradually dissipate, Sikong Jing continued, "But according to the Eastern Tyrant Branch's rules, it seems that effort should bring reward. If I reveal my unique technique, what reward can Grand Tyrant Judge give me?"
One matter was one matter. I received a Tyrant Soul Token for cracking it, so revealing how to crack it likewise requires a reward.
It was a perfectly fair transaction.
Across from him, Duanmu Chun looked toward the distant Yang Yi, and the anger in his heart suddenly faded somewhat.
The Heavenly Wolf Team truly had suffered endless bullying.