One by one, their faces turned sour. What did they think Longhu Mountain was? In the vast lands of Huaxia, it's renowned. When secular folk meet them, don't they all pay their utmost respect?
Chu Hao, on the other hand, wanted a sparring fee just to exchange pointers!
Zhao Ziqing's face darkened as he said, "If you can win, what does it matter if we give it to you then?"
Chu Hao looked at him with disdain. "Win first, then you pay me? Heaven knows if you're just a bunch of Huaxian hypocrites. Do you take me for a fool? Flaunting such garbage in front of me... take it or leave it. Goodbye."
Seeing Chu Hao's arrogance and domineering attitude, several of them could hardly hold back their anger. This kid showed them no respect at all.
Yue Qinghong suddenly said, "Indeed. Can the light of a firefly compete with the brilliant moon? It seems the so-called prodigy of Anli City is nothing special after all."
Chu Hao stopped and turned his head, his eyes instantly sharpening.
