Hearing Xiao Lie's mockery, Xu Yuntao's face turned pale gold with fury, nearly spitting blood once again.
Alas, inferior skills meant he could only swallow his humiliation in silence.
"Damn it! Why am I not just a little stronger!"
Xu Yuntao gritted his teeth, his tightly clenched fists turning blue, the shame weighing heavily on him.
Another Xuanyuan Sect Inner Sect Disciple, his face dark as the bottom of a pot, glared at Luo Cheng and cursed bitterly:
"It's all that Luo Cheng's fault! No strength, no restraint! He dragged all of us down with him!"
After ridiculing Xu Yuntao, Xiao Lie turned his gaze to Luo Cheng and sneered coldly:
"Kid, I have to admit, your luck isn't bad, having a senior stick up for you. But the insults you hurled at me earlier won't be forgiven so easily! Slap yourself twice in the face and admit you're nothing but a chicken and a dog. Then, I might spare you!"
No one expected Xiao Lie to be so overbearing.
But it made sense.
