Intense pride and arrogance had bound him, making his words irreversible like water spilled out of a bowl.
"Wang Mingchen, I think we should make our move!"
Fang Ling also said, "Wang Mingchen, I also think there's no problem here. This situation is probably because of his excessive pride. This is a classic case of suffering for the sake of saving face."
Evil King said, "I think Xun Long is right, Wang Mingchen, aren't you being too cautious?"
"Pride... Arrogance..." Wang Mingchen, squinting his eyes and muttering, paid no heed to the others' questions.
Seeing Wang Mingchen silent, Evil King stomped his foot and said, "I'm making a move! God Execution, I can't miss this!"
Just as Evil King was about to rush out, Wang Mingchen, looking at Evil King's confident back, then at the nearly dead Arrogance, and Arrogance's extremely proud and indifferent face, had a moment of realization: "I understand now! Evil King, stop!"
But Evil King, paying no heed, charged forward.
