After pretending to make a haunting sound in different directions for a while, Zheng-Fu went silent. That made Lei-Tu almost go mad now because he could not find Zheng-Fu; he could only hear the sound alone.
But no matter how furious he was, he could not do anything without Zheng-Fu being found; otherwise, it might be him who would be in trouble later. So, he could only hold back. And as time passed, his pressure of patience began to erupt, and finally, he could not stand it.
Boom!!!
Crash!!!
The dual sabers in Yong-Lei-Tu's hands lashed out furiously, causing the pavilion to collapse, the pieces of wood scattering all over the floor. The others immediately leaped out of the pavilion for fear of being harmed as well.
“What the hell are you doing, you dull bastard playboy!?” Guan-Ying-Ping said with great displeasure after dodging Yong-Lei-Tu's frantic slash.