"You're a highly talented martial artist."
In response to Xiao Qiang's question, Mu Guofeng didn't answer his question, instead, he made a seemingly non-sequitur remark.
"What do you mean?" Xiao Qiang has never had much patience for people who act like they're superior.
Shrugging, Mu Guofeng said nonchalantly: "My master once told me, a lot of geniuses could rise to their potentials; they lack not opportunities, but time. I didn't quite understand what he meant at first. But meeting you today, I think I'm getting it. If it wasn't for the fact that you nearly killed the last bloodline of my master's family, I wouldn't care much for that Zhang Ru, but the child in her womb is the last hope of Golden Family's lineage. We could have been good friends, I guess. Alas, I need to kill you today!"
