The Black Armor Warrior's face was gloomy; what man could tolerate such humiliation?
Especially being debased by two captivating beauties like this.
"Faced with us two women and still cowering, you're just a wimp."
"Serves you right that your Netherworld Hall is being ridden roughshod over by our Sword Sect."
"Wimp, go scurry home and suckle milk."
Yun Mengyao and Yin Qianqian's faces were full of disdain as they exchanged words filled with contempt.
The Black Armor Warrior's face was livid with anger, but he remained steadfast to Second Elder Zhu Han's words.
"I advise you two bitches not to waste your efforts, don't think I don't know what you're planning."
Yun Mengyao's face was full of disdain, "Trash, run back and cry in your mommy's arms."
"Let me be clear, we just want to enter the city, but your Netherworld Hall doesn't even dare open the gates. You're the real waste among wastes."
Yin Qianqian mocked: "Netherworld Hall truly is all show, no substance."
