"This is just a little girl aboard the Wind Boat."
Zou Xiang immediately responded with a cold laugh, looking at Yang Tianxin as he spoke, "You think this child has some background, but now seeing him rush here, it's nothing but arrogance and ignorance! However, this is fine, it saves me some trouble."
Thinking this over, Zou Xiang's gaze grew colder. He looked at Yang Tian much like he was looking at a corpse.
In his view, an ordinary person barging in amongst their circle of legendary figures—wasn't this simply courting death?
Although the words of the old Kumu carried an air of amusement, whatever threw the young man forward would absolutely make him the first to die. And when that time came, he would ensure no living witnesses remained!
After all, the dignity of the strong was inviolable; all others are no more than ants.
