"Yin Tian!"
Wan Changqing let out a roar, his gaze fixed onto Yin Tian with deathly intensity.
Endless humiliation surged wildly within his chest.
His eyes were filled with venomous resentment, truly wishing to swap places with Yin Tian, to step on his chest instead.
"You are quite extraordinary yourself."
Yin Tian looked down, giving Wan Changqing a grin.
If this statement had come from an elder, Wan Changqing would certainly be very pleased.
But since it was spoken by Yin Tian, and at this moment his own chest was under Yin Tian's foot, he obviously couldn't feel happy about it.
"Now, can we have a proper talk?"
Yin Tian seemed oblivious to Wan Changqing's expression, which was screaming to exact revenge after dealing with him, and maintained a smiling face.
"Talk? I have nothing to discuss with a traitor's disciple."
Wan Changqing turned his head away, unwilling to look at Yin Tian's face.
"Sigh..."