"Always killing trash and waste, it's a serious insult to your status..." The young man in a trench coat slowly stepped onto the square battlefield.
The youth did not summon his soul pet, even when facing Chu Mu's raging Ice-Feathered Spirit, he still maintained his calm attitude, not at all worried that Chu Mu's Ice-Feathered Spirit would suddenly extend an ice thorn and pierce his body.
The youth did not deliberately lower his voice, the Square Battlefield was quiet, and anyone with a bit of soul power could hear him.
Chu Mu slightly furrowed his eyebrows, staring at this guy who had been coldly watching from the sidelines all the time.
Chu Mu, of course, had noticed this man. He had heard He Lang mention something about the Luoyu Nightmare Youth, Yang Luosen. Indeed, this guy finally showed up!
