At this moment.
The large tavern hall was as silent as the grave!
Every single one was holding their breath, necks retracted, not daring to take a single deep breath.
It truly was like gods fighting.
The most critical point was that things clearly weren't over yet, and could even get worse!
"Pah."
Zeng Biao was supported up by his companions, spat out a mouthful of blood fiercely, his face ashen with anger, and then lifted a pair of venomous eyes to glare fixedly at Shen Shaotian, "Dog, what did you just say?"
"I didn't hear clearly, can you repeat it for me?"
Zeng Biao grimly smiled, tilting his head with a serious look, "Come on, say it one more time so I can hear it!"
Meanwhile, his companions stepped forward in unison, their gazes piercing, murderous intent like a tide.
Shen Shaotian: "..."
If it were just dealing with one Zeng Biao, he could handle it with ease, but the current situation...
