In the arena's box, Robin sensed Marco's presence, and a cold sneer appeared on his old face.
He didn't like Marco. The man was flamboyant and arrogant, never considering anyone in his eyes.
However, Marco was indeed more powerful than him. This very fact made Robin even more uncomfortable.
He risked his life cultivating, bowing and scraping to the Evil God, but ended up being no match for the wanton Marco.
Just as the cold sneer appeared on Robin's face, Marco, dressed in steampunk attire, arrived at the box.
Marco glanced at Robin and curled his lip, "Old man, you're truly incompetent. Such a trivial matter, and you still wait for me to resolve it."
Robin snorted without responding.
Marco then looked at Gao Xuan, whose demeanor and grace made his eyes light up, "You're really handsome."
Gao Xuan felt a bit uncomfortable under Marco's intense gaze, "Don't look at me with such a gay gaze, it's damn creepy."
"Do you have a problem with gay people?"
