The umbrella holder let out a mocking snicker and said, "Your words are merely a test of my attitude. You, Mo Shouhe, know very well that even if we join forces, we can't kill this new Martial Arts Supreme. It's better to save your breath."
Mo Shouhe's expression grew darker, and he stared at the umbrella holder, saying, "Do you really intend to stand on their side?"
The umbrella holder shook his head, "I don't intend to stand on any side. I just want to live freely. You, Mo Shouhe, cannot control me, and he, Fang Qingye, cannot command me. I do whatever I want."
Upon hearing this, both Fang Qingye and Mo Shouhe's expressions changed. Only Hou Yi, who had just become the Martial Arts Supreme, was bewildered, not knowing what these three were talking about.
"Don't forget what your true identity is," Mo Shouhe said with a threatening tone, his eyes fixed intently on the umbrella holder.
