"You, a stray dog and a traitor to the Sect, actually have the nerve to show your face?"
Zhang Shao's face was grim. If the timing weren't so inappropriate, he would have killed Jin Quan on the spot.
"Stray dog?" Jin Quan sneered. He pointed at the devastated surroundings. "Open your eyes and take a good look. Who's the real stray dog here?"
In the past, Zhang Shao might have been unsettled by the Wolf Fang Sect's fate.
But now that he thought he had successfully allied himself with the powerful Blessed Qin Daye, he no longer cared about such worldly possessions or people.
In his eyes, Jin Quan was just an idiot—all brawn and no brains—who couldn't face reality.
"Heh!" Zhang Shao scoffed. Just as he was about to retort, Zhongli spoke first from a distance.
"A traitor to the Wolf Fang Sect? Heh, interesting. How about this? I can see you two can't stand each other, so why don't you just have a fight."
