Hu Erwei shook his head and said, "Xuanxuan, there’s no need to waste your breath on a loser like him. He couldn’t even last a single move against you. He’s not even qualified for you to speak a word to him!"
Huang Xuan smiled sweetly. "Brother Hu, he is, after all, a twenty-year-old Mid-Rank Martial Saint—a genius in his own right. Since he wants to act tough here, we might as well give him a little face."
Xiang Feng seemed not to hear their mockery. He said indifferently, "If you dare to touch the Tianque Flowers, I will not be polite. And my way of not being polite is very simple: I kill."
Chapter 162