"Apart from fast talking, do you have any other real skills? Hand over His Majesty the Dragon Emperor's corpse, you undutiful piece of trash, a good-for-nothing snake."
Xuanjing even said Yu Longting had a sharp tongue, but when it came to cursing, he was just as articulate. The tirade he unleashed spared no insult and matched Yu Longting blow for blow.
Yu Longting's eyebrows knitted together, and his sinister dark eyes swept over Xuanjing several times, "The coffin was stolen by you, and you have the nerve to ask me for the corpse? Are you kidding me?"
"His Majesty's corpse isn't with you?! When I arrived at the place where the Dragon Emperor was laid to rest… there was only… only his empty sarcophagus." Xuanjing, sinister as he was, actually looked dumbfounded at that moment, but seeing Yu Longting's stern expression, it seemed he had no choice but to believe it.
