Just as Xiaao Yi was about to leave, he abruptly stopped, his gaze piercing Su Chen like two sharp knives.
"I'm giving you a chance to take back your apology and the words you just said. Currently, no one at Chengfeng University dares to speak to me like this!" Xiaao Yi stared deeply at Su Chen. "I know you are Su Chen, and I know you defeated Fang Ke. However, that does not give you the right to act recklessly in front of me!"
"Scram!" However, that was all Su Chen offered, and he did not even lift his head.
Su Chen liked proud people; he himself was a proud person. But he did not like those who were arrogantly proud without substance or unexplainably had a sense of superiority.
Clearly, Xiaao Yi was such a person.
Xiaao Yi was a Martial Cultivator; of that Su Chen was sure. However, Xiaao Yi had only started his martial arts cultivation less than a year ago; he was at the basic entry level.
This level of skill might even be inferior to Lin Che's.
