"You may feel honored, but I hardly see it that way," Cao Wuxin said with a faint smile. "To me, this is not a particularly good thing."
Without giving Huang Xiao time to answer, Cao Wuxin's expression changed, and his voice turned rather cold. "You brat from Poison God Valley, you made a fool of me at sea back then. I haven't forgotten that debt."
"Oh?" Huang Xiao had not expected Cao Wuxin to suddenly bring up the time Zhao Yunhui had trapped him in a formation at sea.
Judging by Cao Wuxin's expression, he seemed very angry about it.
Huang Xiao was rather puzzled. Back then, he and Zhao Yunhui had not dared provoke him at all. They had only laid the formation so they could escape.
As he saw it, even if Cao Wuxin was furious or wanted to kill him, it should have been because he had defeated Xu Wuyu. Yet from what Cao Wuxin had just said, Huang Xiao realized that he seemed to look down on Xu Wuyu. Otherwise, he would not have called him a "fool."
It was only natural for Huang Xiao to think this way, but he did not understand Cao Wuxin.
To Cao Wuxin, he had always been the foremost disciple of the Taixuan Sect, a man of exalted standing. Who would dare embarrass him?
Yet Huang Xiao and Zhao Yunhui had trapped him, leaving him unable to break out of the formation for a time. That was an insult to him.
Afterward, he had ordered the Taixuan Sect's intelligence agents to investigate Huang Xiao and Zhao Yunhui's identities precisely so he could take revenge.
After the Beggar Gang affair, he had rushed to Kaifeng, intending to kill Huang Xiao. He had not expected Huang Xiao to have gone to Khitan,