Lin Fan smiled calmly. This was a result he had predicted from the start. However, even under such circumstances, he had to maintain his image.
After all, one's image was always the most important. He had to ensure that this image of a powerful and mysterious being was always maintained, so that it exuded off with perfection. Furthermore, how could he casually let just any being of the thousands of races hug his thighs just like that?
Suddenly, Lin Fan pushed down calmly with his palm. With that, it felt like a blanket was placed over everyone, as silence spread out across the masses.
Every single one of the beings of the thousands of races glared at that respectable image of a man in the sky with wide open jaws.
Within the Ancient Saint World, how many beings of the thousands of races could dare to head over and slay a million ancient race soldiers just like this Motherf*cking Human King?
