Tang San set down the forging hammer and folded his arms across his chest as well.
This was a good opportunity!
Xiao Wu and the others weren't here. He could provoke Lin Ye into fighting him.
Then, with a few little tricks, he could make Lin Ye regret ever coming into this world in no time.
Poison was his specialty!
He was an expert in both fast-acting and slow-acting poisons.
Slow-acting poisons could make life worse than death, tormenting a person bit by bit until their final moment.
For six years, he had thought about getting rid of Lin Ye every single moment.
Now that they were alone, this was the perfect opportunity!
"Put it on me? I'm afraid you're not qualified to do that."
Lin Ye said with a broad smile. He really had no idea where Tang San got the nerve.
He hadn't seen Lin Ye make a move in six years, yet he was certain Lin Ye's cultivation was below his?
Fine. He'd use this opportunity to show the guy what despair meant.
Zhao Wuji and Flender already knew about his cultivation. Tang San and the others were the only ones still completely in the dark.
"Heh. You interfered with my forging, so of course I'm putting it on you!"
"You got a problem with that?"
Tang San slowly walked over, already looking for a reason to strike.
Lin Ye did want to fight, too. He had already gotten together with Xiao Wu, so he was destined to stand against Tang San.
He might as well seize this opportunity to show the other man what cruelty—and the gap between them—really meant.
Both of them had the same thing in mind. The fight was about to break out.
But just then, Flender arrived with a group of craftsmen.