Every Cursed Spirit present could hear the confidence in Hudi's voice!
Mr. Enemy's gaze flickered, but he actually offered no rebuttal. "Well said. This world has always been about the strong preying on the weak. It is perfectly reasonable for the strong to rule the weak."
"Hahaha, great minds really do think alike!"
Hudi laughed aloud, shaking the earth as though the entire temple were about to collapse.
Fortunately, he did not laugh for long. He soon stopped, and the shaking stopped with him.
"His laughter alone can have such a huge effect?"
Nana the Snow Woman was inwardly horrified!
Shanhu's face twisted even more, as though recalling some unpleasant memories.
"Then it's settled. I'll join that organization of yours, and you'll hand the leadership over to me. We'll overturn this world together!"
Mr. Enemy chuckled. "No rush. I think there's something we'd better discuss first."
"Oh?"
At some point, Hudi's eyes had narrowed. The heavy pressure radiating from him, like the weight of mountains and earth, grew stronger and stronger, leaving Nana the Snow Woman and the others barely able to breathe.
It seemed that if Mr. Enemy said a single wrong word, none of them would leave this place.
Yet Mr. Enemy remained unmoved and said bluntly, "Aren't you being a little too hasty, Mr. Hudi? The strong do prey on the weak, but we still don't know who is weak and who is strong. Wouldn't you agree?"
"Hahahahaha, hahaha..."
"Interesting. This is just too interesting!"
"It seems you didn't come to invite me to be the boss, Mr. Enemy. You want me to be your underling!"
Hudi laughed until tears streamed from his eyes, pounding the ground with his fist.
The earth shook, and the entire temple creaked beneath the strain, teetering on the verge of collapse.