"Hahaha! If this kid is Xu Hao, then I'm the Saint of Fist! Just to clarify, I have no intention to offend the Saint of Fist." The man stopped halfway through his sentence, immediately trying to save face.
"Has this kid gone mad? Of all the people to impersonate, he dares to impersonate Xu Hao? Does he not know if Xu Hao really showed up, we'd kill him on the spot?"
No one believed what Xu Hao had said.
Xu Hao spread his hands helplessly and said, "Sigh, I didn't expect that even after I directly stated my name, you all still don't believe me. This puts me in a tough spot! It's also a pity that I couldn't scare you to death."
Xu Hao looked at the sleazy man and said in a seemingly negotiating tone, "But since I've already said my name, and yet you weren't scared to death, it makes me look bad. How about this, just die from fright, okay?"
Everyone was shocked by what Xu Hao said.
He actually discussed with someone the idea of having them go die!
