Zhou Bai was doing this to strike first.
After all, it's her turf now—even if the other side is a mighty dragon, they'd have to coil up here.
Wolf had just been rattled by what Lancelot said, still torn over whether Hope Village had been brought under the protection of Marquis Boyer. Then the person in charge of Hope Village shows up, being so arrogant—he couldn't stand it in an instant.
Arrogant was his thing, he never expected the other party to out-arrogance him.
"What do you mean, 'not polite'?" Wolf snapped, glaring at Zhou Bai, realizing she wasn't as high level as him and instinctively wanting to take out his beef with Quan Ziqiang on Zhou Bai.
But when he flexed his aura, he found Zhou Bai didn't react at all.
Wolf paused for a moment, unable to help himself.
There's only one explanation for Zhou Bai's lack of reaction—her strength was enough to take on an intermediate professional's pressure head-on.
