"Wonderful!"
It turns out there is a reason why one can become part of the Brotherhood's leadership.
Amid Fu Qian's anticipation, Mr. Yin Yang had already spat out the broken teeth in his mouth. Instead of rushing forward to counterattack, he unexpectedly stayed put, applauding.
"It seems you've really brought something interesting, making it worthwhile for me to wait here specifically."
Even with blood on his face untouched, his words carried a certain wild recklessness reminiscent of youthful exuberance.
The clarity of his speech suggested it wasn't just about regaining face; there was genuine excitement fueling him.
No surprise, it's all about indulgence within a limited scope, which is the core of this kind of performance art.
The Brotherhood's incense hall might be extremely precious, but the destruction by an intruding traitor made it an exceptional cause and effect.
