This old temple had seen Sun Yixie and Huang Donglai come and go thrice now, with Jiang Muchan entering for the second time.
But for Xiao Wuji... it was his first time.
Don't let his current role as a bandit fool you—Xiao Wuji was once a young master. Even after turning to banditry, he had never suffered much, so upon entering these surroundings, he immediately began to complain.
"Ugh~ What's with the stench? Do we really have to chat here of all places?"
His words were a spontaneous reaction to the foul smell, but little did he expect...
Before he even finished speaking, Sun Yixie sprinted up to him in three steps and, with a twist of his waist, farted right in his face.
Xiao Wuji was shocked right then and there.
Not just him, even Jiang Muchan was dumbfounded: What on earth? Is this how heroes behave? You'd hardly find such shamelessness even among hooligans.
