King George's heir was shocked and furious. "Very good, you've successfully gained my attention now. You have the right to see my sword."
With his eight ranks of cultivation, he didn't think defeating Sharky would take much effort at all. That was why he didn't use any weapons out of fear that it would make him look less cool.
But now, he couldn't be bothered anymore. He took out his sword and tried to cut the trees, and now he was able to easily cut the trees, which caught him.
"Look at you, still acting tough." Sharky harrumphed in disdain. "You're pulling your sword out now, huh? If not, I would've already cut off all three legs."
He thrusted out his sword silently, inwardly furious. I have to chop off this bastard's arms and legs even if I don't kill him today! I have to get rid of that irritating tongue too!
