The newcomer spoke with admiration, his words filled with a sense of superiority.
Xu Guang remained expressionless, glancing at the Daoist Seal on the other's shoulder, "Is this how the disciples of Sword Seal Peak behave? Don't you know to call me Martial Uncle?"
Lin Zushan's breath hitched, a flash of anger crossed his eyes, seemingly not expecting this attitude from Xu Guang.
He didn't believe that Xu Guang didn't recognize him.
"Junior Martial Uncle Xu."
He was indeed very hypocritical, like a venomous snake, having watched the battle between General Wei and the Wine Daoist clearly.
A Fifth-Grade facing a Sixth-Grade cannot guarantee victory, especially against a Sixth-Grade Great Beast that has already condensed a Gold Attribute, compared to someone like him who has just broken through to Fifth-Grade.
