"Now, do you still believe you can win?" Wen Guiyun looked at Gong Tianhai and asked indifferently.
Gong Tianhai was infuriated by Wen Guiyun's attitude. What he hated the most was Wen Guiyun's calm demeanor, as if nothing he did mattered to Wen Guiyun.
He looked around and found that many people from the Demon Path had already died, while fewer had fallen from the Righteous Path.
He knew that today's confrontation made it almost impossible for the Demon Path to win, but he was unwilling to concede.
Clearly, he had been preparing for this for years, planning meticulously, yet in the end, he still lost!
Especially over the years, he had not won once against Wen Guiyun, which had become a knot in his heart.
The more he thought about it, the more extreme his thoughts became, until only one notion remained in his mind: to kill Wen Guiyun, and then he would finally have defeated him!
With this thought, he looked at Wen Guiyun with bloodshot eyes and suddenly burst into laughter.
