"Nothing at all?"
Ye Tianling snapped.
He swung his arm, slapping Xue Fanqian's head and driving it into the ground, robbing the man in dark-black Battle Armor of all dignity.
Xue Fanqian was so furious he could have coughed up blood. Many of the Goddesses present were women he secretly admired. His previous arrogance had been nothing more than an attempt to display a refined, superior air and capture their attention.
How could he have known? He certainly had their attention now, but it was absolutely not the admiring kind.
"Celestial Secret Divine Son… I… I was wrong. Please… please, show mercy…"
This time, Xue Fanqian was truly cowed.
This Celestial Secret Divine Son wasn't just vicious; his methods were terrifying enough to make one's heart shudder.
When he was first beaten, Xue Fanqian had been plotting how to get even. Only later did he realize that even if he focused all his attention and pushed his power to its absolute limit, he was still no match for Ye Tianling.
