Ji Lutian glared. "Kid, you're rebelling! How dare you talk to me like that?"
"Is there a problem with talking to you like this? Why can't you open your eyes and take a look?" Zhou Shu said angrily. "You're injured now. If we really fight, you might not be my match. If you're defeated by a junior like me, you will lose all your face. If you're not afraid of losing face, you can try."
"I…" Ji Lutian's eyes widened. How could someone who wanted face as much as him not be afraid of losing face?
"Follow me. Otherwise, no one will care if anything happens to you." Zhou Shu looked at where the sounds of battle came from and stopped talking with Ji Lutian. He flew up and flew toward the sounds.
While flying, Zhou Shu felt that something was wrong.
This world seemed to have much heavier gravity than the era he was in. As he flew in the air, he felt that the resistance he faced was several times greater than before.
