Laugh?!
Is that mockery directed at me?!
Damn it.
A Ninth Rank Saint Emperor dares to publicly laugh at me!
Damn it!
Lin Fan really deserves to die!
Dongmen Buju's heart grew increasingly restless and furious; his eyes turned blood-red, blazing with raging flames.
The smile on Lin Fan's face thoroughly angered him.
Mo Ningxiang's fate is clearly in his hands, what right does he have to laugh at him.
Just a mere ant.
If it were an ordinary day, he wouldn't even spare Lin Fan a glance. Looking for one more second feels like a waste of time.
Directly ignoring him.
But now.
He actually has to face the mocking, teasing smile on the opponent's face.
Unbearable.
Dongmen Buju's eye corner twitched fiercely.
A beam of death shot from his eyes, glaring at Lin Fan, with terrifying momentum enveloping the mountainside.
