"He says he hopes True Master Chen will keep his neck clean and wait for him in Chu State. He will repay what you've done to him a hundredfold, a thousandfold. Of course, you're also free to flee in fear."
The bearded Cultivator grinned, then continued:
"But make no mistake, he will march on Jinyun Valley and slaughter every last soul, including all the Cultivators in the lands of Yunzhou and Chi State, to avenge his people who died by your hand! And yes, that includes the bird on your shoulder."
"Now that it's shed all its feathers, what tricks could it possibly have left?"
As he spoke, he even pointed.
Clearly, Wen Yangxi was still bitter. He was convinced that in a fair fight, he never would have lost to Chen Che. The defeat, in his eyes, was entirely because that Spirit Pet had used some bizarre trick to catch him off guard.
If they were to fight again, he was certain he would not lose.
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