Chen Xiao merely glanced at the old man before him.
He estimated the man was around a hundred years old, his frame slightly hunched. Although one could still see the traces of his unrivaled presence from his youth, his lifeblood had now withered away. His life was likely about to end.
"You are no match for me," Chen Xiao said flatly.
"Young people these days are certainly arrogant," the Qin Family's Ancestor said, his tone chilling.
He had lived for a hundred years; what kind of person hadn't he seen in his long life? At his level of cultivation, why would he ever take a young man seriously? No matter how heaven-defyingly talented this youth was, he could not possibly be his opponent!
At this thought, he narrowed his eyes. "Are you certain you won't leave? You wish to test your skills against this old master?"
"If you wish to fight, then let's begin," Chen Xiao replied, perfectly calm.
