Mo Ningxiang heard this and was so furious her insides churned. But having one leg crippled by Dongmen Buju, even moving a little caused unbearable pain, let alone standing up.
She wanted to retort, to curse, but had no strength left.
She could only glare fiercely at Dongmen Buju, eyes like torches, lips trembling as she bit them.
"What? Not convinced? If you're not, then get up. What's the point of just lying there?"
Dongmen Buju said leisurely, provocatively shrugging his shoulders.
"You!"
Before Mo Ningxiang could finish, Dongmen Buju mercilessly interrupted her.
"Clan Leader Mo, you'd better save your strength. Otherwise, you'll bleed to death before I even make a move, and that would not be my fault."
"Dongmen Buju, you shameless!"
"You just realized? Hahaha!"
Dongmen Buju laughed wildly, paying no attention to Mo Ningxiang's roars and growls, instead thoroughly enjoying it.
Yi Shengtang's gaze turned cold, watching Dongmen Buju intently, his chest heaving.
