Insolence of this kind was something the ten-tailed fox rarely tolerated. But knowing that this reptilian bastard was someone important to Hu Lijing made him want to see what it was that attracted the stupid fox to the latter.
Was it his attitude? Or the nonchalant way he spoke to someone of higher strength than him? Or the lack of fear on his features? Or the relaxation in his form?
It almost made him want to spare this particular dragon and perhaps toy with him a bit. But he had no time to waste, especially with just how little time he had left in Hu Lijing's body.
Long ZhenHai's words had struck a nerve in him, yes. It made him bristle, yes. It made a want to grab him by the throat and snap it, yes.
But he chose to turn away and ignore him instead, shrugging in reply as his flicked his gaze to the absolutely beautiful scenery of carnage below him.
He only said one thing.
