Shi Yaoguang looked at the ring in Lin Zifan's hand with a slightly disdainful gaze.
"Is this the old grandpa of your magic ring? Doesn't seem all that great."
Lin Zifan chuckled.
If anyone else had said something like that, he could have mocked them back without any guilt.
What's "not all that great" supposed to mean?
If you're so impressive, then why don't you have an old grandpa at your beck and call too?
But now, looking at Shi Yaoguang...
He couldn't bring himself to boast.
All he could do was look at Shi Yaoguang with a defensive glare, "Who exactly are you? What do you intend to do to me?"
Shi Yaoguang gave him a strange look, "Are you slow or forgetful? Didn't I say already? I'm the embodiment of justice, here to punish cosmic trash like you."
Of course, Lin Zifan didn't believe her.
He didn't think of himself as trash.
"Don't think you can fool me by deliberately saying that. It's impossible! Who exactly are you, and what's your purpose?"
