Looking at the Ant Emperor's arrogant demeanor, Zhuge Mingyang's brows furrowed slightly, a trace of malice creeping in as he said coldly, "You really haven't changed at all, always considering yourself superior in any circumstance, in front of anyone."
"I can't help it, that's just how I am. If someone respects me a foot, I respect them a yard."
"When have you, Zhuge Mingyang, ever treated me with courtesy?"
"Of course, I won't be courteous to you either."
The Ant Emperor responded indifferently.
"Haha..."
"What a lack of courtesy."
"In that case, let's tear the mask off."
Zhuge Mingyang laughed heartily.
"Do you still have any face left?"
The Ant Emperor asked.
Zhuge Mingyang ignored the Ant Emperor's sarcasm, stamping down hard on the Fire Qilin beneath him, laughing wildly, "Do you want it to live?"
The Ant Emperor nodded.
Zhuge Mingyang said, "Then exchange the ancient castle and Blue Snow for it. Listen well, there's no room for negotiation!"
