"Heh heh... You're one sly kid!"
With a pained expression, Liuwan clutched his bleeding wound. He twisted his arm at an unnatural angle to grab the hilt sticking out of his back, trying to pull the Vajra from his body. However, he found that no matter what he did, it wouldn't budge; the Demon-Subduing Vajra Pestle seemed to be welded inside him.
"Stop trying, Senior Liuwan. Hehehe, you're not getting it out. As a member of the Sitting Oblivion Path, I already knew every trick you might pull. I spent a great deal of effort tricking someone out of this magic artifact, specifically to deal with you," Li Huowang said, strolling leisurely to Liuwan's side.
Liuwan stared at the youth, his face flickering with uncertainty. "You... You were acting this whole time, weren't you? To use Fei Gang so effortlessly, you're no rookie. I can't believe I fell for your nonsense."
"You pretended to be my junior just to set me up? You knew I had laid a trap, and then you turned the tables on me?"
