Luo Kai came to the stream and confirmed that the person in the wicker chair was Tang Yan. His eyes instantly turned bloodshot, his Dantian spun rapidly, and his Third Grade King Rank aura locked firmly onto Tang Yan.
"Senior Brother Luo, don't be rash. Settle this peacefully!" Nan Yue urged before walking over to Tang Yan. "Dark Butterfly... pah, you brat, is your master here?"
Tang Yan had noticed the group long ago. Hearing Nan Yue's question, he realized they had mistaken him for some important figure's attendant. He replied with a faint smile, "It's just me. What a coincidence, meeting again!"
Nan Yue went straight to the point. "Boy, you didn't even know the answer to your own question. It doesn't count. Give us back the flag."
Tang Yan widened his eyes, feigning utter shock. "Nobody said I had to know the answer back then! You lost, and now you want to welch on the bet? The Star-Gazing Pavilion is a reputable sect. Surely you wouldn't throw your weight around and bully people?"
"Your question was a cheap trick!" Nan Yue argued.
A mocking curve lifted the corner of Tang Yan's mouth. "If you hadn't coveted my Soul-Music Bell, how would you have lost the flag?"
Left speechless by his retort, Nan Yue's chest heaved with anger. Fighting the urge to explode, she asked, "What will it take for you to return the flag?"
After comprehending the Heart Formation inheritance, the Formation Point Flag was of little use to him. Besides, he had only wanted to teach them a lesson at the time and had never coveted it. He said lazily, "Say something nice. If I like what I hear, I'll give it back."
"Fuck that! Go listen to your grandma!" Luo Kai could no longer hold back.