Shi Hao followed the sound and looked over, only to see a small old man, who appeared to be in his fifties, emerge from behind a huge rock. He was lean, short, and might only come up to Shi Hao's shoulders.
"Hehe, the Luo Family is really in a hurry!" Shi Hao shook his head, "Are you a member of the Luo Family, or the Luo Family's running dog?"
Upon hearing this, the old man's face clearly showed a touch of anger as he snorted, "You have a decent skin, but such a venomous mouth! I am from Self-Observation, do you dare to be so presumptuous?"
"Am I supposed to smile at someone who comes to trouble me?" Shi Hao looked at him with disdain, as if to say, 'How stupid are you?'.
The small old man was instantly infuriated, glaring at Shi Hao and saying, "Brat, you're courting death!"
He let out a long howl and charged at Shi Hao.
