After Qin Siyang finished talking with Zhao Longfei, he lay back down and went to sleep.
Hu Chan, in the room next door, had no such luxury.
Hu Chan's eyes were bloodshot.
From dinner last night until this morning, Hu Chan had been either making calls or answering them.
Reports from every side indicated that the Three Harmonies Church's strength had multiplied several times overnight.
"Jin Shengyu, are you kidding me? Didn't we agree that you two would handle the Three Harmonies Church's three Guardians, I'd handle its leader, and we'd stay out of each other's way?!"
"Fuck, watch your mouth when you talk to me, you little bastard! I'm already in a foul mood. Insult me again and I'll ram a knife through your skull!"
Although they were still the Holy Son and a Guardian in public, all pretense had fallen away during their private calls.
If not for their common enemy, the Three Harmonies Church, they would undoubtedly have spared no effort in finding ways to kill each other.
"Didn't you say last time that Chris had seriously wounded Salari, the Buddha Robe Guardian?! How come Chris is the one seriously wounded now? And why are you calling me? Where's Chris?"
"God, talking to you really pisses me off, you little bastard. Hey, do you have a brain at all? Chris is seriously wounded! He's hiding somewhere recovering, so how's he supposed to call you?!"
"Then how did things suddenly take such a disastrous turn?"
"You're asking me? Shouldn't I be asking you?! A whole bunch of experts from the Richar Family popped up in front of us like weeds out of nowhere and caught both of us completely off guard! Don't you have any idea where they came from, you little bastard?"
"Any idea? Do you think