Hearing the words of the man in black, Jiang Qibai's face suddenly turned very ugly.
"The surnamed Tu, who are you calling trash?"
Jiang Qibai glared at the man in black, his face turning angry as he spoke.
"Hall Master Jiang, I hope you're clear that you are currently just a hall master, while I am an Incense Master. According to the rules of the organization, you are my subordinate now."
"You dare to contradict me? Aren't you afraid I'll report you once I get back?"
"Besides, did I say anything wrong? You all can't even take down a small city, calling you trash—is that a mistake? It's truly a waste of resources for us to be dispatched here."
The man in black looked at Jiang Qibai, a sneer forming at the corner of his mouth.
Hearing this, Jiang Qibai's fists clenched tightly.
In the last battle at Divine Sun City, although he suffered only minor injuries which made him flee, those slight injuries hadn't improved at all until now.
The power of the Dragon Vein was too strong.
