As soon as these words were spoken, Qi Wuhui's expression instantly turned ugly. He was the master of a peak. In more than a hundred years, no one other than Ye Qiu dared to speak to him like this.
This restless heart that had been settled for many years appeared again. After taking a closer look, the strength of the two people in front of him was above his, but he was not afraid at all.
"Hmph… Who do I think I am?" Qi Wuhui's face turned cold as he revealed an incomparably arrogant and condescending gaze. Before saying this, he glanced at Linglong intentionally or unintentionally. After confirming that she was still here, he immediately became fearless. "Hehe… Damn it, I have to pretend today."
