Having been together for such a long time, Lone Wolf and Chen Feihu naturally became very familiar with each other.
The two often drank together in their downtime, and the more they talked, the more they felt they had met a kindred spirit, as if they had finally found a soulmate.
This is the principle that things of like nature associate with each other; both of them were competitive by nature, and naturally, they would have more in common, with surprisingly similar thoughts.
So, the black-clad person's arrogant words just now were sheer provocation in their ears—how could that be tolerated!
"Overestimating your abilities, that's exactly what you are doing," the black-clad person commented without even turning his head.
While speaking, the black-clad person waved his hand, and from within his broad sleeve, a swarm of insects flew out densely.
"Buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz..."
The buzzing sound echoed within a twenty-meter radius.
