"At that time, just kneel and worship me as your master, with your talent, you're simply unworthy!"
As Xiao Tianyi's unbearably arrogant words echoed, the hall buzzed with commotion once more.
"You!" The old Alchemist Lim Mo was already fuming with rage at Xiao Tianyi's words, his brows knitted in anger.
Lim Mo, no matter where he went, was respectfully addressed as Master Lim Mo.
No matter where he went, he commanded respect and reverence.
And now, this person actually said he was unworthy to become his disciple?
This was practically a slap to Lim Mo's old face, it was an insult to him.
Regarding old Lim Mo's angry brows, Xiao Tianyi couldn't be bothered to pay any attention, his eyes turned to the shattered Space Transmission Altar, and he spoke in a matter-of-fact, dismissive tone, adding fuel to the fire: "Keep your old eyes wide open and watch carefully!"
