Xu Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, his sharp gaze cutting like a knife upon Yan Kong as he said indifferently, "In that case, you are far too weak."
Red-haired Yan Kong's facial muscles twitched, then quickly calmed himself, "The current me is far from complete. Moreover, had you not utilized the Demon Tree's Divine Soul Power to severely injure me, I wouldn't need to be so courteous to you right now."
Despite having seen much and being knowledgeable, red-haired Yan Kong initially could never have imagined that Xu Qing could merge his soul with a tree spirit and harness its tremendous Divine Soul Power.
Such a thing was beyond anyone's imagination.
He glanced involuntarily at Feng Wu, who was deep in sleep, almost wanting to say, "You've been cuckolded, huh."
Xu Qing: "If you hadn't pressed me so relentlessly back then, how could you have fallen for my trap? It's your own lack of intellect."
