Yu Qian's expression was cold. "A disloyal dog."
Jayce sneered. "Yu Qian, when I followed you back then, I didn't think much of your unpredictable temper. You're ruthless. As long as you can make me succeed, I've never complained. But now??"
Although Yu Qian had been injected with a tranquilizer and was powerless, his back was very straight and his face was as calm as ever. "How are you now?"
"You could clearly take advantage of Xia Wanyuan's illness to enter, but in the end, for Wei Zimu, you gave the antidote to Jun Shiling. Because of Wei Zimu, you cut off one of my arms. The underground alliance needs a new master and doesn't need you anymore." Jayce looked at Yu Qian fiercely and wantonly vented his dissatisfaction over the past few days.
Yu Qian looked at him indifferently and did not speak.
Chu Yi gave a look and got someone to bring Jayce down.
