An Chaluo slowly turned around, looking at Su Heng who had appeared behind him.
At that moment, the ferocious and angry expression on his face gradually calmed down, yet the air became heavier and hotter, as if enclosed within a burning furnace.
Luo Qi was trembling uncontrollably, aware of how this elder's calm demeanor actually indicated that An Chaluo was furiously angry to the extreme, possibly on the verge of completely losing control.
"It seems you are An Ran's backbone."
An Chaluo's pupils turned reddish-gold, staring at Su Heng, and spoke in an unnaturally calm voice, "You are still very young. Do you know what it means to be my enemy?"
"To be your enemy?" Su Heng stepped forward, his lips curling into a terrifying smile.
There was no aura emanating from his body, yet the Dragon Power radiating from An Chaluo felt like a breeze over a hill, posing no threat to Su Heng.
"You're not yet qualified to say that to me."
