"Ye Fei, what do you think?"
Cui Xuan grinned maliciously as he spoke.
"Your Shenyou Palace really has quite the presence, even the Ancient Martial Arts Association has to give you some respect, but..."
Ye Fei replied with a faint smile, "Then why did they send you, such trash, to deliver your head on a platter?"
Trash?
Cui Xuan was stunned.
A renowned fighter among the top thirty-two, with iron fists that had sent countless young warriors scurrying in defeat.
If he hadn't encountered that genius disciple, it wouldn't have been impossible for him to break into the top ten!
And yet, this man, whose name thundered through the world of ancient martial arts, was considered trash in Ye Fei's eyes?
"All sharp teeth and snappy mouth, let's see if you can still talk after I knock all those teeth out!"
Cui Xuan's expression turned fierce, and as he clenched his fists together, they rang out with a clanging sound!
"I think the one with sharp teeth and a snappy mouth is you."
