"You... how can you speak to me like that?" It was unbelievable that Wu Tian had actually said those words to him.
I threw a punch, so what? It's not like it's going to kill me, is it?
Yulang was about to unleash his fist when he saw Wu Tian's icy eyes. That gaze sent a tremor through his body, and he instinctively stumbled back a few steps, feeling his heart pound uncontrollably. He had never seen such a look in his entire life.
It was the look of a Divine King—imperious, yet utterly natural.
How could a man like Wu Tian possess such a gaze?
Yulang was so terrified he wanted nothing more than to flee. He didn't dare to throw his punch at Wu Tian. He turned, ready to leave.
"Big Brother Sect Leader, you're so amazing!" Si'er clapped and laughed upon seeing this. "It turns out my own brother is nothing to be afraid of. He's just a mortal after all."
