The guy was overjoyed!
He grinned from ear to ear, heart pounding with excitement.
He'd thought Lan Zhengqing might curse him out, maybe even slap him twice across the face. So he was only trying it out on a whim—he simply couldn't stand Qiu Xi's stupidity anymore.
Even if the odds were one in ten million, he still wanted to give it a shot.
Who knew what might happen if you tried?
Just like now!
Lan Zhengqing actually said it was a good idea—that meant he agreed with him!
Which meant Lan Zhengqing was willing to back him to become Commander of the Ice Cicada Sect!
How could he not be thrilled? He almost jumped three feet high!
And.
Out of the corner of his eye he caught the crowd's faces—some angry, some jealous, some envious… all those expressions made him float with pride. In his head, the first thing he'd do once he became Commander of the Ice Cicada Sect was slaughter every last bastard who'd ever glared at him!
