"You—!!"
Su Qi trembled with anger, pointing at Zhang Xin, lips quivering, almost unable to utter a complete sentence.
He could never have imagined that his long-separated junior brother would say something so harsh and heartless!
"When I said his talent was not bad, I was referring to his perception in using Qi and blood! I never said anything about his inherent roots!"
Su Qi practically clenched his molars as he roared out each word.
"Senior brother, you truly take doing things contrary for granted!"
Zhang Xin's voice suddenly raised, full of mockery:
"With such poor inherent roots, even a stray dog on the roadside is better. What good is a talent in Qi and blood? No matter how proficiently he uses Qi and blood in the Tendon Lock Realm, could he possibly defeat me, someone at the First Transformation?"
"I traveled all this way, only for this kind of person... truly a waste of my time!"
