“If you don’t like what I’m doing, come and seek death. I don’t mind another massacre.” Li Qiye smiled at Zhe Long.

The air suddenly became tense after this statement. People exchanged glances, not knowing what to say.

Fiercest always conducted himself in a straightforward and aggressive manner as if he didn’t have a single bone of tactfulness and cordiality in him. 

“Can’t Fiercest be a little more likable? Being polite allows for more options. Now, everyone feels as if they’re forced to save face and have to do this the hard way.” An expert said.

Everyone has skin and face, especially the top masters who especially cared about the...