The empty city was choked by Xiang Beifei, and a strange expression appeared on that melancholy face.
"Do you know that my strength is higher than yours?"
"So what?" Xiang Beifei retorted.
"Ordinary cultivators who accidentally intrude here can't survive." The empty city said.
"Oh? Is that so?"
Xiang Beifei seemed unhurried, still calmly drinking his wine.
The air became quiet once again.
After a moment, Xiang Beifei spoke: "You have a lot of questions, ask away!"
Empty City: "???"
Why did these words sound so strange?
Speaking of which, I am the city lord of this empty city, right! Normally, shouldn't I be the one saying these words?
Xiang Beifei continued: "You've always wanted to meet me, haven't you?"
Empty City: "..."
Xiang Beifei suddenly turned the tables, seemingly disrupting his thoughts, leaving him unsure of what to say for a moment.
Weren't these words supposed to be spoken by him as the city lord?
