"To be clear, Oscar isn't dead. He told me everything about how you poisoned him."
"And there's no need for you to argue here. Didn't you come here to kill me?"
Having lost his patience, Ma Hongjun directly tore off the God King's hypocritical mask. Since there was a high chance the other party had shown up today to kill him, he would not let him have his way by trying to silence him while still claiming the moral high ground.
But he had clearly still underestimated the man's shamelessness. Even after everything had been made so clear, Tang San remained unmoved. Looking at Ma Hongjun with an expression of heartfelt grief, he said, "I truly don't know anything about what you're talking about. I, Tang San, sincerely regarded you as a brother, and I also tried my best to help you find the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower. You should have seen all that for yourself."
"Now you have been deceived by treacherous people, leading us brothers to turn against each other. This was truly never my wish. I will always remember that I once had a brother like you in my life."
That touching yet utterly shameless speech left Ma Hongjun dumbfounded. He had thought he was shameless enough sometimes, but whose subordinate was this guy? How could he twist black into white to such an extent?
"Heh, Fatty has really had his eyes opened today. Tang San, you're really something!"
It turned out that when someone was speechless to the extreme, they really would laugh. With nothing to say, Ma Hongjun quietly raised a thumb at Tang San, his gesture dripping with mockery.
"Enough with the nonsense. Just do what you came to do. Fatty isn't made of clay either."
Knowing that no matter what he said, Tang San