"Tch." Zhu Yanfeng folded his arms and sneered, giving him a sidelong look. "What a rare sight. Look how clueless you are! Yan Zhen, open your eyes. Those other three are hiding like turtles, not letting out so much as a fart, and you're the only one making noise? Looks like this 'surprise' really did fool only you, you thickheaded defense-system Soul Master!"
Dou Jing forced an icy sentence through his teeth. "When you're bent on condemning someone, you'll never lack a pretext!"
"Bent on condemning you?" Zhu Yanfeng's voice rose sharply as he stepped forward and stared Dou Jing down. "Dou! Are you fucking blind, or just playing dumb? The two of us came to this rotten place without so much as mentioning the Bone-Digging Corps' filthy business. All we did was sink our teeth into that old dog Barton and dig for answers!"
"Think about it! What did we come here for?! What the hell is Barton, that the Chen Clan would send the two of us after him?!"
"Me, Level 89!" He pointed at Qin Lüguang beside him, his voice growing fiercer. "Old Qin, Level 87! We both went after him, and that slippery old crocodile still got away! Weigh that up yourself. Could he have managed it without some heaven-reaching abilities and connections?!"
He made it sound as though they had already surrounded Barton at the time.
Still, everyone present had seen the two of them pursue Barton, one after the other.
A sharp light blazed in Zhu Yanfeng's eyes. "These eyes of ours aren't blind yet! Those secret techniques Barton used at the end to save his hide were vicious, domineering, and devilishly tricky! They weren't anything the Bone-Digging Corps should have possessed! If they didn't crawl out of the Golden Crocodile's Jin Family nest,