Fu Qiu did not choose to offer comfort.
"Get up."
He stood in front of Heavenly Beings' King, his voice icy and severe.
The glinting chill in the air appeared along with his words.
In front of Heavenly Beings' King's forehead, a few strands of hair slowly drifted down.
Feeling threatened,
his skin instinctively broke out in goosebumps.
"Hey, what are you doing?!"
Asgard widened his eyes.
Even now, he did not understand what had happened, nor could he fathom why Fu Qiu would suddenly attack.
Heavenly Beings' King also raised his head.
What met his eyes was Fu Qiu's gaze, filled with disgust and killing intent.
"A mere native Homo sapiens has scared you to this pitiful state?"
"Maybe your opponent's talent is stronger than yours, and their rate of progress far exceeds yours, but so what?"
"Your present status is that of a subordinate, feared by countless Homo sapiens."
"The faction you belong to is the strongest force above the universe."
