"Wang Teng, last time you threw away all shame. Now, what reason do you have for us to trust you enough to work with you again?"
Li Qingxuan stared fiercely at Wang Teng, gritting his teeth in hatred.
"It's fine if you don't work with me. Ye Lin isn't coming after me anyway."
Wang Teng shrugged, his face full of indifference. Ye Lin was not coming after him anyway.
"Tell us your plan."
Wang Shengtian asked as he slowly backed away.
Wang Teng noticed Wang Shengtian's little movement but paid it no mind, continuing on his own.
"It's still the same. Find Ye Lin's whereabouts, then ambush and kill him. This is the only way now, because there isn't much time left. The situation is chaotic right now. That person told me there isn't much time left."
"The situation will only grow more chaotic from here on out, so this is our only chance. If you refuse this time, then wait until the day Ye Lin takes the sect master's seat."
After saying that, Wang Teng walked out of the cave and looked at the massive gorge before him, waiting for the two men's response.
Behind Wang Teng, the two exchanged glances, then nodded in perfect tacit understanding.
"You idiot, go die!"
Wang Shengtian suddenly roared, his aura surging as he threw a punch at Wang Teng's back.
"Hmph, you're the one dying today."
Li Qingxuan drew a longsword. The Sword Dao Rule flowed around him as his strike directly sealed off Wang Teng's retreat.
"What?"
Wang Teng's thoughts stirred, and his entire body rapidly retreated backward. He had never imagined that these two would actually dare to kill him.
This was not part of his calculations.
"Dominating aura, Tyrant Saber Art—slash."
Golden light flashed in Wang Teng's right hand,