"Taoist? Hahaha! Taoist!? Are you a disciple of the Taoist?"
As expected, when the voice inside heard Xu Fan was a "Taoist disciple," it burst into mad laughter, earth-shattering laughter that, even though far away and between strangers, clearly carried overwhelming hatred.
And this was precisely what Xu Fan wanted to see.
It was not Xu Fan seeking death; quite the opposite, the old ape loved slaughter, and with a cunning personality, it clearly wanted to kill Xu Fan, but deliberately rejected him outside the door, with deep meaning that was intriguing.
Only by so angering the old ape could Xu Fan possibly glimpse a thread of life!
Clearly, Xu Fan's strategy worked, at least for now, it was successful. The laughter gradually diminished, and the terrifying pressure on Xu Fan instantly vanished, yet Xu Fan clearly felt that the faint lurking intent to kill was becoming more intense.
