"Get lost. Go back to where you came from."
When Wu Tian spoke, the space fell silent.
The Heavenly Serpent's face twitched, rage boiling in his heart. He had kindly invited Wu Tian to be his right-hand man, but he never expected such a response. He wanted to kill him, but the Heavenly Serpent was no fool.
If we really fought, I probably couldn't win.
After all, Wu Tian had slaughtered the Sacrificial Spirits of a Three-Star Power, a feat the Heavenly Serpent knew he was incapable of.
I must endure! As long as I endure, my day for revenge will come.
"Yes... I was wrong. I'm sorry. I'll get lost now."
Frustrated, the Heavenly Serpent had no choice but to leave. He had arrived on horseback, a model of nobility, but he left in disarray, a complete disgrace.
Wu Tian let out a small chuckle. Within his Spiritual Sense, he saw that Qin Yuhan's struggle against the tigress was finally turning, and she was beginning to lose.
It's time for me to step in.
