Feng Hao subconsciously turned his head and saw a gorgeously dressed young woman staring at him with cold eyes. Her gaze, her posture—she was the very picture of a proud little peacock.
The arrogant girl was level 42, around the same age as Feng Hao. To possess such strength at her age, she certainly had the right to be proud.
Of course, this bit of strength was nothing to Feng Hao. What truly caught his attention was the blue-robed young man beside the arrogant girl. His aura was completely restrained, but his strength was as high as level 48, giving off the impression that he was hiding his true depth.
"Is there a rule that says this is your spot?" Feng Hao sneered playfully.
Hearing this, the arrogant girl flew into a rage. "Bastard! Who in all of Snow Cloud City doesn't know this is my spot?"
"My apologies. I just so happen to be one who doesn't," Feng Hao said with a smirk.
