"Gong Yu is also your friend, isn't he?"
Yang Xiao retorted.
"Pfft, I'm no friend of his. See this? This eye was blinded by that bastard Gong Yu."
Wang Meng had been seeking someone to vent his anger on for some time, and now with Yang Xiao, a friend of Gong Yu, appearing in front of him, he finally had the chance to release his pent-up wrath.
He didn't care whether Yang Xiao and Gong Yu were actually good friends; as long as he was Gong Yu's friend, he would hold a grudge.
Hearing this, Yang Xiao was momentarily stunned and asked:
"Gong Yu has a feud with you? Where is he now?"
"Hehe, I killed him already. Now that you know, you can die with a clear understanding. Brothers, attack, and be careful not to hurt the horse."
Saying this, Wang Meng advanced towards Yang Xiao with five men.
Yang Xiao roughly understood the situation and didn't hold back; the Longquan Spear in his hand transformed into a bolt of Lightning as he charged towards Wang Meng.
