When Cen Shuyin heard this, she started frowning before saying with a cold tone, "Since you are that strong, please show me some of your ways."
As the crowd around the two of them heard their conversation, they started to make way and very soon, there was a huge space between the two of them.
If the black robed youth didn’t come from Zhen Mo Continent, he would have drown in his own saliva. To say that there was no cultivator in the entire Lost Continent with the same cultivation level as him capable of surviving for half an incense’s time in battle with him, he was clearly too shameless to make this statement.
The black robed youth replied in a calm tone, "I am only following the orders given to me, I will not fight you."
Cen Shuyin kept her long sword and said similarly in a faint voice, "Since this is the case, please leave. I will not be leaving with you."
