"Young Master, why aren't you eating?" Hong Yi asked.
"You eat first, don't mind me." Zhang Xiaohao said calmly.
With a flip of his right hand, he took out a Big Bear cigar, squinted his eyes, and started smoking it. Streams of smoke continuously flowed out from his mouth.
Seeing Zhang Xiaohao like this, Hong Yi shook his head and continued eating.
Halfway through the cigar, Zhang Xiaohao's eyes suddenly brightened, shooting out countless murderous intents.
"The first time you sat in the Transmission Array and ran away, do you still want to escape this way again?" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.
"Young Master, who wants to use the Transmission Array to run? Is it the people from Wangu Creation City?" Hong Yi asked.
"Besides these cowardly rats, who else could it be?" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
