"Er Leng, you used to just be a dimwit. How come you've gone crazy now too?" Tie Zhu sneered mercilessly. "You want to be the World's Number One Assassin? Have you asked Tian Yi of the Hidden Kill Sect if he agrees?"
"A mere Tian Yi could only speak with his head bowed before me, Wuhen!" Er Leng was exceedingly arrogant, his "wise" eyes seeming to look down on everyone.
Jiang Chen felt a headache coming on.
In the past, only Tie Zhu had dared to act so arrogantly before him. Now there was another.
The trouble was, both this man and this flood dragon were full of "wisdom."
He couldn't very well take issue with idiots, could he?
"Right, Er Leng, how do you know the Hidden Kill Sect's ultimate technique, Space Escape? Don't tell me you really joined them afterward?"
Tie Zhu asked another question.
Back then, it had lived beneath the Long River, and Er Leng had been from a nearby village. After the old beggar left, Er Leng had also come to say goodbye, saying he was going out to gain experience. When the man and flood dragon met again three hundred years later, Er Leng had become a reincarnator.
At the time, Tie Zhu had been hunted by its "suitors" and hadn't had time to talk much.
Not long afterward, it had been sealed in the Dragon-Locking Well.
As a result, it knew next to nothing about what Er Leng had experienced afterward.
"A bunch of frauds who stole their reputations. Why would I need to join them?" Er Leng's "wise" eyes swiveled about, his expression utterly superior. "I merely followed Master's instructions, gathering the strengths of various schools to forge a path suited to myself."
"So you stole the technique?" Tie Zhu got straight