The man's answer was within Serey's expectations. He was the Sin of Pride, an arrogant bastard who wouldn't lower himself to argue with Serey. From beginning to end, his eyes only fell upon Sai Zong, the one barely on par with him.
Such a complex emotion, on one hand relieved that this arrogant guy indeed had no interest in him, on the other hand enraged that he didn't even qualify to be noticed, like a roadside rat.
Serey hated such people, wishing to stomp on his exquisite clothes, smash his pretty face.
But unfortunately, Serey couldn't even defeat the man, let alone survive without Sai Zong's protection.
Pain lingered in his mind; sweat mixed with blood dripped down. Serey blinked, in severe headache and hallucination, he found himself no longer on the dusty and crystal fragment-covered gray earth, but on a vast snow-covered icefield. The cold sensation spread from his palms.
