Wu Da remained silent, and so did the spectators. They were all thinking the same thing—this guy is a crazy bastard!
He laughed when Wu Da tried to threaten him. At first, they thought he was expressing his contempt. However, some understood the reason.
"He's laughing at his voice, which doesn't match his appearance…"
"Ahem… well… Elder Wu Da… is unique."
"Ahem, ahem…"
Some who realized this began to cough awkwardly. More and more people tried to suppress their laughter.
"Y-you…"
Wu Da turned red with anger. His voice had always been a big problem, but because of his strength, few dared to laugh at him! However, now…
"Hmph, die!"
Rushing forward, Wu Da swung his sword. Xie Qing's eyes flashed. Just as the sword was about to touch the young man's neck, he suddenly disappeared.
"W-what?! W-where did he go?"
Confused, the muscular man began to look around. However, Xie Qing was nowhere to be seen. Did he run away?
