There are only those who bow to me, Qin Fan!
There is nothing that will make me, Qin Fan, bow!
This was the aura of a Heavenly Venerate, and the ultimate pride that permeated his very marrow. After all, back on the Cangqiong Continent, that pride had defined his actions for centuries. Now, in this mortal world full of insignificant ants, what could possibly make him lower his head?
Whether it be war or peace, the only prerequisite was that no one crossed his bottom line. Otherwise, he wouldn't mind starting a bloodbath. As one whose sights were set on Ascension Immortal, the lives of these common people were dispensable to him. Eradicating them all would be a trifle.
What was the big deal?
