300 Going Up (8)

"Just what the hell had happened that it turned into a situation like this," Feng Bujue mumbled to himself in the dark. "At this moment, I should be carried on the back of my teammates like some useless dead weight…

"Sigh… Looks like a man who is as impressive as me, no matter how hard I tried to keep myself out of sight, will be as bright and as eye catching as fireflies on the darkest night…

"The dark yet deep gaze, the five o'clock shadow, the Godlike skill, they have all worked against me and have betrayed me."

He entertained himself deeply with this string of statement. Due to the darkness of the surroundings heightening their hearing, and due to the fact that they were inside an enclosed space, which allowed sound to travel very far very easily, Brother Jue's words rode on the winds and entered the ears of his other three teammates without missing a single word.