"Insolent cowards, spineless wretches! You haven't even crossed swords with Fang Yan yet, so how do you know you're no match for him?" Zhan Wudi slammed his hand down hard on the table.
Of the three martial brothers, he had the most ferocious temper, and right now, he was already entertaining the thought of killing these men.
Qiu Wujian also cast a cold, piercing glance at the group, looking as though he could devour them alive.
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