"Where is this, and which family's little brat are you?" Li Zhongnan stood on the high mountain, looking at a young warrior not far away holding a long spear, feeling waves of alertness.
Just a moment ago, he, surnamed Li, was still in Tian Han City, battling on all sides, how did he suddenly end up outside on a desolate mountain range?
"You call me a little brat? You dare call me a little brat?" Zhuo Tianyu became furious upon hearing this, stabbing the long spear into the ground. Immediately, boom, boom, boom, a terrifying surge of primal energy erupted, and the entire high mountain instantly split apart.
"See that? This is my strength, a half-step Saint Master!"
The expression was extremely smug!
"And then?"
Li Zhongnan took out a cigarette, lit it, and began to smoke.
