"On the battle stage, the person I finished off was one of your Dragon Group's members, wasn't he?" Zuo Nan's speed was ghostly, and with an elusive movement, he blocked Mu Zhige's path.
"That's right." Mu Zhige stood ready, no longer trying to evade. Since the opponent had chosen to pursue him first, it indicated that Zuo Nan aimed to eliminate him first.
"Oh, the Dragon Group, an organization with a bit of fame. Today is the first time I've crossed hands with a member of your Dragon Group. Too bad I slipped, and accidentally took his life." Zuo Nan laughed as if the matter was trivial to him.
"Looking at you, it seems like you hate me a lot. Could it be that you want to avenge him?"
"I do harbor that thought." Mu Zhige clenched his fist tighter by a notch—if his strength allowed, he would have definitely launched a punch to send this arrogant guy flying at the first opportunity.
