Dao Wuyi's face was gloomy and expressionless. With a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, he stared fixedly at Chu Yu, his fists clenched so tightly that his teeth ground together, making a creaking sound.
After a long while, Dao Wuyi slowly spoke, forcing a few words out from between his teeth: "Chu Yu, what cunning schemes, what despicable means! So young, yet you can sink to such a wretched level!"
"Hahaha..."
Chapter 275