"You know, you know everything, so what?"
Upon hearing Hou Yuxiao's words, which were filled with helplessness and a hint of a desperate attitude, Sikong Yue was initially taken aback, but then looked at Hou Yuxiao and smiled.
There was a clear trace of ridicule in that smile, and the previously indifferent appearance of Hou Yuxiao instantly stiffened. The anger that had just subsided surged back into his mind, and his face turned red instantly.
"Aren't you good at calculating? Since I can't fight you, I won't fight you. What can you do to me? You calculated that I was pushed to the brink and revealed yourself to save me, thinking I would join your New Moon Cult like that fool Fahai? I tell you, dream on!"
"Since you are unwilling to serve me, then why did you come to the Divine Sect with me?"
Hou Yuxiao's rapid-fire rant was no match for Sikong Yue's calm words.
