Dazed Miuradai (1)

Just as they brushed past each other, a low voice, clear as a blade cutting across the eardrum, quietly reached Cun Yu Jianwu's ears.

"You talk too much."

Cun Yu Jianwu's pupils contracted, and he instinctively turned to look.

Chi Tong continued walking, his voice unhurried, yet every word struck like a nail.

"Noisy people are a sign of insecurity. What they often lack is real strength."

In an instant, the scene fell silent.

Chi Tong walked all the way to Ryonan's baseline before slowly coming to a stop.

He turned around.

His arms hung naturally at his sides, his gaze stabbing at Murasame like a weapon.

Those mismatched eyes were unfathomably deep beneath the lights, as if they could see through all of the other's empty posturing and make him recognize his place.

His voice was not loud, yet it clearly carried across the entire frontcourt.

"This is the only wise thing you can do now."

"What did you say?"

Cun Yu Jianwu's expression changed sharply, and his gaze toward Chi Tong became much fiercer.

The veins in his neck bulged as his voice suddenly rose, filled with the fury of being insulted. He said darkly, "Do you know who you're talking to?"

"You little brat!"

Chi Tong's attitude had enraged him. That contempt radiating from his bones made it seem as though Cun Yu Jianwu, Miuradai's captain, was nothing more than a noisy clown in Chi Tong's eyes.

Arrogant. Far too arrogant!

That condescending tone, that cold indifference that did not even deign to give him a proper look, made the fire in his heart surge higher and higher.

The Miuradai bench also erupted in an uproar. Chi Tong merely stood there quietly, his hands hanging at his sides, his gaze completely unmoved.

Mura Yujian gritted his teeth,