At this moment, from the Russian camp, a cocky youth jumped out and spoke quite obnoxiously:
"Sorry, but for you Huaxia people, we don't need to express any gratitude. Just like your country, revering us Russians is only natural because all Russians are your elders. Understand?"
Li Fei, a Cultivator, had an exceptionally sharp vision. He saw right through the inner pocket of the man's clothes, noticing his ID named Nepov. This guy was extremely arrogant in the crowd,
"Damn you, you dead red-haired ghost, you dare to say that again, I'm your grand-uncle!"
The next second, a punch boomed as Azure Dragon directly swung his fist onto Nepov's face.
"It's bleeding! Huaxia people, you're dead, do you still not know the power of our White Bear Team."
Three guys behind him simultaneously pulled out shiny daggers.
"White Bear Team, pfft! I'll beat you until you turn into black bears!"
