Wei Haoqian didn't understand at all what Xue An's words meant. At this moment, his eyes were bloodshot with agitation from Xue An's recent remarks, itching to kill him then revel in the aftermath.
"Haoqian brother, there's no rush at this moment. Once the Ancient Immortal Stage starts, wouldn't it be better to kill this scoundrel in front of all the cultivators under the heavens?" Shui Min whispered in consolation.
Upon hearing this, Wei Haoqian snorted coldly, then fixed his gaze firmly on Xue An, "Kid, don't you run off. On the Ancient Immortal Stage later, I will teach you how to behave!"
With that said, he let out a sinister smile and stomped his foot, causing a gust of wind and thunder that swept him up, and in the blink of an eye, he had returned to his own great ship.
The very sight of his departure was enough to astonish the onlookers.
Shui Min gave Xue An a cold smile, then turned to leave.
