"Bastard, you dare to insult me?" Zheng Huan suddenly turned to Hua Suo.
Unafraid, Hua Suo slightly raised his eyes, and said indifferently, "I just insulted you. What can you do about it?"
While saying this, Hua Suo silently lamented in his heart that this guy was a complete moron to the extreme.
Being in the early stages of the Dragon Spirit Realm, why would Zheng Huan join the God-Slaying Pavilion?
Wasn't it because he knew about the strength of the God-Slaying Pavilion?
In the Blood Demon Sect, with nearly ten in the Dragon Spirit Realm and four in the Dragon Pill Realm, it was still obliterated by the God-Slaying Pavilion. Hua Suo didn't believe Zheng Huan was unaware of this.
But knowing the formidable power of the God-Slaying Pavilion, Zheng Huan was still so arrogant. If not a moron, then what?
Moron!
Big moron!
"The God-Slaying Pavilion really puts on airs!"
