*hmph*
"I wonder how you became cultivators, despite being gutless and fearful! Glad I am not an Illian! HAHAHA….."
The pricking words of D coupled with agitating arrogance performed by Lee was otherworldly! Each and every cultivator around him felt their pride soiled and honour disfigured. That last bit of desire to stay cautious and uninjured flew as those eyes screamed with fury. Regardless of their race, the rage spread out like wildfire. In a nutshell, Lee had successfully pissed them off!
[Here it comes!]
Sharp and deadly metal pierced the air and neared Lee. But what surprised him was not their rage, but the Foresight's trajectory predictions. At a glance, each and every point of Lee's body was aimed. The survival instinct kicked in and metal clashed metal!
