Hua Zhantang was an eighth-grade master before the age of 30. He had also joined the Dragon Soul Division and became a Young Marshal. He was extremely proud. Very few people of his age were worthy of his attention.
In his opinion, a person of Su Chengyu's level should bow down to him.
"You want to kill me today because you are afraid," Su Chengyu said.
"What? I'm afraid? Of what? Of you?"
Hua Zhantang laughed with conceit and disdain as if this was the funniest joke he had ever heard.
"That's right! You're afraid of me. If you're not afraid, why do you want to kill me? Aren't you afraid that I'll take revenge on you in the future?"
Su Chengyu's gaze was resolute and he did not lower his head to Hua Zhantang.
"You're quite bold. A mere fourth-grade dares to provoke me and threaten me! You'll never be my match in this lifetime." Hua Zhantang's lips curled into a mocking smile.
