"Shi Potian, this is my friend, you'd better show some respect!"
Chu Yao furrowed her brows.
"Did I say anything wrong?"
The young man named Shi Potian looked at Ye Qingchen with disdain, "With such meager skills, I wonder who gave you the courage to participate in the Martial Arts Exchange Conference. Could it be that you're here to make a fool of yourself!"
Ye Qingchen frowned.
This person was truly detestable, possessing an inexplicable sense of superiority and showing contempt for others.
Especially his gaze.
Arrogantly cold, he looked down on Ye Qingchen with contempt in his eyes.
Like a Divine Dragon in the sky, looking down on the ants on the ground.
"Shi Potian, I'll warn you one last time, speak politely to my friend!" Chu Yao's voice suddenly turned cold. After finishing her words, she directly grabbed Ye Qingchen's hand, "We're leaving!"
Witnessing this scene, the young man named Shi Potian's face instantly turned extremely unpleasant.
