That person has to be you, Song Yuanhao!
Endless confidence made everyone momentarily dazed; even behind a mask, you could imagine just how cold the eyes beneath must be!
Song Yuanhao froze for a whole four breaths, then suddenly burst out laughing madly.
"Hahaha!!"
"I really admire your naïveté, but you'll never realize in this lifetime what it truly means to offend me."
Song Yuanhao stared menacingly at Xu Yang, no trace of anger in his eyes—just endless mockery.
It was as if a king was looking down on his subjects, with their fates hanging on just his whim!
With that, Song Yuanhao gave a cold snort and turned to leave!
As he departed, his face was incomparably gloomy.
This time, he'd gained nothing at all, and had been thoroughly humiliated.
"Xu Yang, just you wait!"
"To think you can oppose me—how naïve that is!"
...
Watching Song Yuanhao's departing figure, Xu Yang frowned slightly.
Fang Xuanjiu's warning welled up in his mind again!
