"Your strength doesn't seem as impressive as your mouth," Xu He said, walking over to stand right in front of Mo Qi.
"What I hate most in this world are so-called geniuses like you. You rely on a sliver of talent and look down on everyone, thinking you're above the rules."
Xu He's expression turned savage.
"A Core Disciple? Heh. What gives you the right to be on equal footing with us Elders? There's no respect for seniority. It's a tragedy! Wang Chen was just like this, and now, so are you!"
Mo Qi was speechless. 'Looks like this Xu He has quite a backstory,' he thought.
Though he didn't know who this Wang Chen was, he could tell Xu He had suffered a major loss at his hands and hated him immensely for it.
'Then again,' Mo Qi thought, 'it's pathetic that Xu He has lived for so long yet still doesn't understand the rules of survival in the Martial Arts World.'
'With a mindset like his, it's a wonder how he ever managed to cultivate to the Peak of the Vajra Realm.'
