During that moment, Xue An slowly began to smile.
But within that smile, there was a chilling intent to kill. "Submit to you? Haha! What makes you think... you are worthy?"
Silence!
The quietude of death.
People stared at Xue An in disbelief, unable to trust their own ears.
To speak to the curse goddess in such a tone was beyond audacious.
It was practically courting death!
As expected.
The smile gradually faded from the face of the curse goddess, replaced by an icy frost.
"Young man, I assume you must also be a disciple of some noble family in the outside world! Did your elders not teach you to respect the stronger ones when you left home to gain experience?"
Xue An shook his head and said indifferently, "You are mistaken. In this world, no one is qualified to teach me what to do!"
At this, many people burst into mocking laughter out of sheer anger.
"What utter nonsense!"
"How can he even say such things?"
