Looking at Bader, who had just exploded on the spot, turning into a pool of shattered bones and flesh.
And recalling the opponent's determined and inexplicable expression when he hastily left not long ago.
Even though the great elder's mind was as firm as iron, seeing this cruel scene with his own eyes, there was still a surge of nameless anger rising within him. Even the hand holding the staff unconsciously tightened its grip. Fortunately, he had lived from that glorious era to the present.
He had experienced countless trials, and his temperament was extraordinary.
Although the event that occurred was sudden, it was not entirely unexpected.
The great elder took a deep breath, his expression returning to calm, and he began to rapidly think about the next steps to take.
Su Heng did not give his enemies any time.
"The anger and hatred of the weak are not worth mentioning, a pack of yapping, lost dogs, only inviting laughter."
