"You think you're great? Show me how great you are."
Old Gui once again gave Ye Xiaofei a disdainful glance, his eyes filled with scorn as he snorted contemptuously, "Holding a dead mouse in your arms and pretending to be a hunter, you think I don't know your strength?"
At this moment, his mood was similar to that of a child fighting.
"You forced this on me."
Ye Xiaofei looked deeply at Old Gui, a trace of sorrow flashed in his eyes, of course, this sorrow was entirely for Old Gui.
"So what if I forced you, I did force you."
Old Gui was now smug, Ye Xiaofei didn't run, perhaps knowing that even if he wanted to, he couldn't escape. He smirked, his mocking expression growing even stronger.
"People are forced to act."
Ye Xiaofei said a rather classic phrase, a murderous look swept through his eyes as he prepared his strength, ready to strike. These people now have laughed enough, right?
It was time to let them see his true strength.