Yao Cheng became even more anxious.
In the ensuing battle, Li Ang kept taunting the powerful yet gradually irrational Dark Giant with his words.
"What's wrong? Is that all the strength you've got?"
"Can you aim a bit better? Even the old lady on the corner has better aim than you."
"You look very angry, but what's the use of anger? Can you even touch me?"
"Your subordinates are nearly dead, aren't they? A big corporation like Yunlang Group, and you can't muster more manpower?"
"Weak, dumb, and powerless—nothing but a waste."
"It's a good thing this headquarters is built sturdy, otherwise, you'd have smashed and collapsed it by now."
"What a failure you are."
...
Each word from Li Ang was like a sharp blade, stabbing into Yao Cheng's heart.
These words were far more effective than his attacks. After all, he currently lacked the means to break through the Dark Power surrounding Yao Cheng, and had no solution to deal with the Dark Giant.
