"Heh heh," Zhang Xiaohao chuckled with a playful smile.
Even though his body was almost falling apart, even moving a little bit was so difficult!
Yet, he stood straight as a pine, standing there unwaveringly.
"You little brat, what are you laughing at?" the monk asked, puzzled.
"I'm laughing at your delusional dreams! I'm laughing at your stupidity! I'm laughing because you haven't woken up yet!" Zhang Xiaohao seriously said, word by word.
"Haha..." the monk laughed heartily, looking up to the sky.
As his laughter subsided, he said, "You're really arrogant, kid! You dare to speak to me like this? I've changed my mind, let's see if you can handle the agony of thousands of ants eating your heart, to alleviate the troubles of my pursuit these past few days."
"You wouldn't tell me that you've been following behind the asses of those Yellow Wind Sect trash, eating dust, right?" Zhang Xiaohao said.
