Liu Yang took something from his dimensional pouch. It was a formation plate.
Thinking about the losses he sustained and Wei Fang's mocking smile, he hardened his heart.
Although it would make him stop hunting for the next few days, he wouldn't be able to swallow his rage if he didn't kill the two people who made him sustain so many losses.
"Xiao Wang, catch!" He throws the formation plate towards the one who had his animated corpse incinerated by Wei Fang.
Xiao Wang seemed to hesitate when he caught the thing and saw clearly what it was.
"Young master, are you sure?" He asked with uncertainty.
"Yes, I want to make them realize that there is a price if they dare to mess with me." His voice was full of rage, then he added, "We can't make Xiao San lose his life for nothing."
He knew that if he said it was for revenge, the other would be more full of vigor about it.
"Yes, we must avenge him." Xiao Wang nodded.