"Can't win and calling for your parents?"
The Heavenly Prides were momentarily stunned upon hearing this. Until now, they had actually been quite envious that these young Martial Saints could summon powerful fighters, as not every power would be willing to send a Peak Martial Saint to their death.
But after Chu Xin's comment and giving it some thought, it did indeed resemble those who couldn't win on their own and would call their parents to bully with greater might.
Suddenly, a trace of disdain appeared involuntarily in the eyes of the Heavenly Prides.
"Shame shame shame, such big people, and still calling for parents when you can't win. My sister and I have never called for our parents since we could walk. You really aren't ashamed," Chu Xin mocked.
Chu Chen drew circles on his chubby cheeks with his pudgy index finger, his round eyes also filled with disdain.
