The corners of Su Changhe's mouth curled up slightly as his gaze fell on a person in the distance.
This person was Charlot, who was Su Changhe's arch-enemy.
However, Charlot currently looked extremely disheveled. His originally luxurious clothes were now in tatters. It was quite obvious that he had just returned from the archaic divine mountains. The aura within his body was in chaos.
How could Su Changhe miss out on such a rare opportunity?
He had never forgotten Charlot's mocking look when he was beaten up by Ye Xuan.
Charlot naturally noticed Su Changhe as well, and his face turned even paler.
"Su Changhe, what's the meaning of this? Do you want to fight me?"
"Don't joke with me? In your current state, I can beat a hundred of you, okay. Stop trying to act all arrogant and such."
"Su Changhe, you..."
