"You, you, you! Li Xiaoqiang, I'm going to tear you apart alive. Brother, quickly kill this bastard, he actually insulted me! Aaaah!!!!" Chen Zihao's eyes turned blood-red, letting out a hoarse roar.
At this moment, everyone standing in the square heard what Chen Zihao said and looked at Chen Zihao with disdain. A grown man actually asking others for help made Chen Zihao seem utterly useless.
"Chen Zihao is really annoying; compared to Li Xiaoqiang, he just feels like a waste!"
"Yeah, if it weren't for his brother backing him in the Heavenly Firmament Sect, Chen Zihao might have already been dead. People like him who exploit others' power should be trampled underfoot!"
"..."
The criticism from the people around reached Chen Zihao's ears, and he was so angry that he almost spat out blood.
But with so many people, how could he possibly be their match? He could only nurse the injury in his heart.
