After Bai Yue left, Cang Huan gulped and turned to look at Zhou Shu.
"Brother Zhou, are we still fighting the bai ze race?" he said weakly. He also realized that his performance just now wasn't very good.
But he couldn't be blamed for this. He had never interacted with an expert who ranked so high among the myriad races in the world.
In the past, even the ox-horse race was an existence that they looked up to.
"What do you think?" Zhou Shu said angrily. "Giant Spirit King, it's not that I want to criticize you, but you're no longer the you of the past. Since you've cultivated my Eight-Nine Arcane Art, you have to be domineering.
"If you get so intimidated by a mere Bai Ze King, what will you do when you meet an even greater figure in the future?"
"I…" Cang Huan was so ashamed that he wanted to find a hole to hide in.
