"These people really have no respect!"
On the other side, Zheng Mo also looked furious, but An Jing felt that his indignation was a bit excessive, as if he was possessed: "Even if they don't give face to An Jing, how can they not give face to the Virtuous King!"
"What a nuisance."
An Jing, stroking his chin, spoke impatiently: "It's completely nonsensical. They don't think I'd be scared, do they?"
—With the power of my ancestors within me and the Virtuous King at my side, I command Linjiang City, backed by the Civil and Military Formation Plate. I have two tokens of divine power on me, and if all else fails, I could just simply flee.
—Who exactly is this fool daring to provoke me? Do they no longer wish to live?
Indeed, neither An Jing nor Hang Mofeng could quite get their heads around some issues.
However, while Hang Mofeng would keep pondering the issues he didn't understand, An Jing would deal with those who made him question things in the first place.
Boom—boom!
