The girl respectfully took the drawing board and read:
"Too weak, still too weak. Three years have passed, yet the trauma from the Soul Master Competition has not healed. If this continues, your Spirit Master limit will be at most level seventy; you won't even be able to pass the Spirit Saint Bottleneck."
"To make a Breakthrough, you must overcome fear. You are hailed as one of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon's contemporary Prodigies. Don't you want to avenge yourselves and slay that Heart of Fire Scoundrel?!"
This middle-aged man in the wheelchair was none other than Yu Xiaogang, crippled in both legs and having lost his tongue. Ever since he was scorned by Bibi Dong and Liu Erlong in Spirit City, and kicked out like a dead dog by Tang Hao and Flender, he had almost despaired, wishing he could just bash his head in and die.
But recalling all of this, Xin, who had brought him all this humiliation, was still teaching and nurturing, surrounded by beauties, and his reputation was soaring!
His heart was filled with immense sorrow, wishing he could take revenge.
Since things had come to this, even if he were to be shattered into pieces, he wanted to splatter Heart of Fire with blood!
And the girl beside him was the personal maid he had requested the Sect to provide for him, and also his mouthpiece.
However, facing Yu Xiaogang's reprimand, Yu Tianxin was indifferent, and Yu Tianheng was acting crazy. They didn't take his words to heart at all, completely lacking their former respect.
Yu Tianxin even had lightning crackling in his palm, extending it towards Yu Xiaogang:
"Uncle, does this ball of lightning look like a big milky dumpling? Uncle, you like to eat big milky dumplings the most, don't you?"
"Nephew will feed you. Uncle, be good, little uncle, open your mouth obediently~"
"Eat shit!"
Yu Xiaogang was greatly startled by Yu Tianxin's actions and blurted out two words, but because his tongue had been cut, his pronunciation was inaccurate and extremely difficult to articulate, making it a joke.
Yu Tianxin let out a cackle, "So Uncle prefers to eat shit. Nephew will go relieve himself for Uncle to eat."
In broad daylight, Yu Tianxin actually untied his belt directly, his pale buttocks facing Yu Xiaogang's face:
Pfft~ Pfft~ Pfft—
"Ah!!!"
Yu Xiaogang was enraged by the yellow and white substance that sprayed out, but powerless to resist, he could only roar in impotent fury. He turned to glare at the personal maid, as if scolding her:
You bitch, are you blind? You saw this madman rush over and didn't push me away?
Useless, these two boys are ruined!