"You're telling me to get lost!?" The Nuoi Fen Paladin's body surged with a terrifying power of light. He clutched the Holy Sword, his eyes fixed on Chen Fei as he ground his teeth. This little bastard… he actually dared to tell me to get lost!?
At the same time, Red Robed Bishop Hales of the Holy Church of the Divine Holy Church also wore a gloomy expression. His pupils showed a cold detachment, and his gaze flickered with a chilly gleam. Anyone with half a brain should have realized that Nuoi Fen's earlier words were actually representing my intentions! But now, what is this? 'Get lost'?
"Young man, aren't you a bit too arrogant?" he finally said, no longer bothering to hide behind the scenes. His gaze was icy as he stared down Chen Fei.
