Fatty's voice was exceptionally clear in the silent and spacious hall of the Fighting Arena.
Kubo's face alternated between shades of green and white. Blue veins throbbed on his bald forehead. His vicious eyes filled with blood in an instant.
No one had ever dared to insult him like this, ever!
Since he became the Level 1 Mecha Commander and took over Tai Sect, no one had dared show the slightest disrespect in front of him. Let alone such a humiliating disgrace.
Kubo had always thought that in this world where the weak are prey to the strong and only the fittest survive, he and his Tai Sect were like a pride of lions at the top of the food chain! When a group of powerful and fierce lions gathers, any Fierce Beast can only stay far away.
As for those ordinary people at the lower end of the food chain, Kubo never considered them opponents—they were merely food.
Food that could be attacked, bitten, and devoured at will!
