"Stop pretending to be a god, if you were really from the divine tribe, why would you steal our clan's items and rob our young master of his Treasure Garment and weapons?"
The two elders from the Qin Family, filled with suspicion, were not scared off by Li Hao's intimidation, angrily rebuking but still probing in their words.
"He offended me, so naturally, I won't show any mercy."
Li Hao feigned an arrogant stance and said.
"No matter if you're from the divine tribe or the Ghost Tribe, once I twist off your head, we'll see what you really are!"
Qin Tianchen couldn't be bothered with further useless talk, no longer interested in probing Li Hao's identity; with his brother tragically killed, he only desired to slay Li Hao for vengeance.
To think that an unheard-of divine name could intimidate the haughty talents of ancient times is truly laughable.
