202: The Kyoto Seven choose to tip off

"Who shares your thoughts?"

Wang Hairui rolled his eyes and scoffed, "We're not as devious as you."

The others beside him nodded in agreement, saying, "Rotten-hearted!"

"We just don't think Yu Xiu will lose. That guy is also very cunning, a sly old fox. Even our Family elders can't outsmart him."

"Even if your Ten Thousand Souls Grand Formation is real, I don't believe he'll fall for it."

Wu Lei gave a helpless smile, shrugged, and said, "Can we not bring up past events? Back then, I couldn't beat any of you. If I didn't play some tricks, wouldn't I just be bullied by you?"

"Bullied?"

Wang Hairui sneered, "Don't think you're hiding it well. With the strength of a Four-star Grandmaster, what could we possibly bully you with?"

With his secret exposed, Wu Lei was momentarily awkward, but he outwardly pretended as if nothing had happened.

"Shouldn't we discuss what to do next?"

Wu Lei decisively changed the subject.

"We should go and tip him off, at least to keep it from Li Cheng. Otherwise, we might be ambushed before we even get close to Yu Xiu."

"That guy has gone crazy; he definitely won't care about the relationship between our Families."

Wang Hairui pouted, "You're the most devious. You tell us what to do, and we'll follow."

Wu Lei ignored the words "devious" and continued, "Disguise yourselves, preferably as those black-robed figures from the No Mans Land."

"Why disguise ourselves as the black-robed figures? Isn't that a waste of time?"

Wu Lei glared at Wang Hairui and asked, "Are you going to listen to me or not?"

"I'll listen to you. You continue. I won't interrupt again."

Wu Lei's expression softened, and he continued, "The reason for disguising ourselves as those black-robed figures from the No Mans Land is mainly to get close to them and understand the situation of the Ten Thousand Souls Grand Formation."

"I'm sure you all feel the same way as me; we mainly want to join the Qilin Battle Team and have a better future."

"Especially in this Qilin Relic, after learning the Qilin Battle Team's Cultivation Technique and Martial Skill, we can seize the Opportunity to improve the quality of our Qi and blood."

"Therefore, the reason I brought this up is for a show of loyalty."

"Relying on our strength to spar and be assessed by the Qilin Battle Team members..."

"It's not that I underestimate myself, but even as a Four-star Grandmaster, I don't believe I can defeat a Qilin Battle Team member."

"Moreover, the Qilin Relic has been open for so long, the Qilin Battle Team members must have obtained many Opportunities, and their strength is probably far beyond what it was when they first entered."

"We are even less of a match."

"So, in my opinion, the best way to join the Qilin Battle Team is to demonstrate our loyalty and value."

At this point, Wu Lei looked at Wang Hairui and the others and said, "Anyway, I genuinely want to follow Yu Xiu. I don't want to spend my entire life in China, then inherit the Family, and be a frog at the bottom of a well forever."

"I want to do my best to reach the limits of my body and ascend to the Peak of the Martial Dao."

"Relying solely on myself, I admit I can't do it."

"Just like that saying from the Qilin Battle Team members, Yu Xiu is a legend, and I also want to follow Yu Xiu and become a legend."

Upon hearing this.

Wang Hairui and the others fell silent.

A moment later, Wang Hairui suddenly grinned, "When you're not rotten-hearted, you actually look quite agreeable, kid!"

Wu Lei's sincere expression instantly crumbled, his Face turning green as he cursed, "Wang Hairui, I'll screw your grandpa."

"I've put up with you for too long."

"Besides, what terrible, unforgivable thing have I done to make you constantly use the words 'rotten-hearted'?"

"You want to argue, do you?"

Wang Hairui also got angry and scoffed, "You tricked my sister into dressing up and doing some cosplay stuff, then you tricked Han Yu's brother into messing with my sister."

"The two of us almost lost half our lives, and just when we finally recovered, you pulled another trick. My dad scolded me for being impulsive and whipped me thirteen times, and my grandpa kicked me three times."

Han Yu, beside him, also had a grim Face and nodded heavily, "Didn't I just curse at you once? Was it necessary to trick me like that?"

"I knelt in the ancestral hall all night, and then you tricked my brother into bringing me food and even deliberately incited my brother to speak ill of my parents. Damn it, it's also my own fault. I was punished by my Family, felt resentful, and cursed a few times to vent."

"But you, damn it..."

At this point, Han Yu gasped for breath and cursed, "Wu Lei, tell me honestly, how did you make my parents go to the ancestral hall at exactly that time?"

"It was too much of a coincidence. They heard my curses clearly, and that day I was hung from a tree for an entire day and night."

"And you still say you're not rotten-hearted? You're utterly deranged!"

Hearing these words, Wu Lei's earlier anger completely vanished, leaving only embarrassment.

"Actually, I didn't do much."

"After tricking your brother, I just told your parents that you were injured a while ago and kneeling in the ancestral hall all night would be too hard on your body."

"Then your parents, worried about your health, took spiritual materials to treat your injuries."

At this point, Wu Lei added, "After your parents returned, I voluntarily confessed. I told them that you asked me to deliberately lie to them, that you weren't actually injured, and that it was mainly to help you avoid punishment."

As soon as these words came out.

Han Yu completely exploded.

"I'll be damned..."

"I'll be damned... I knew it! When my parents were beating me, they kept muttering about how I'd learned to lie and stuff like that."

"So it was you, you dog!"

"Today, I'll..."

Seeing Han Yu about to charge over in a fit of rage, Wu Lei suddenly said, "You can't beat me."

Han Yu froze.

He became even more furious and roared, "I can't beat you, but I'll fight to the death!"

Wang Hairui chimed in, "A few of us can help. We'll beat you up first."

Wu Lei said calmly, "Go ahead and beat me! At most, I'll play a few more tricks to prevent you all from joining the Qilin Battle Team. A beating is a fair trade."

Wang Hairui immediately froze.

The few of them exchanged glances, then quickly pulled back the impulsive Han Yu, persuading him, "Han Yu, why don't we just endure it for now?"

"At a time like this, we can't afford to provoke him. Why don't we just endure it?"

"Endure it?"

Han Yu's eyes darted, and he turned to look at Wang Hairui, scoffing, "Today, I'll give you this Face and endure it for now!"

Actually, when Wu Lei said he'd play tricks to prevent him from joining the Qilin Battle Team, he had already chickened out. With Wang Hairui persuading him, he decided to take the easy way out.

"Endure it for now?"

Wang Hairui didn't react immediately, looking at Han Yu with a puzzled expression.

"Yes, endure it."

Han Yu said earnestly, "You're my brother, after all. I'll give you this Face today. Remember, you owe me a favor."

"I owe you a favor?"

Wang Hairui was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and immediately cursed, "Han Yu, I owe your grandpa a favor..."