Harsh Situations Are the Best

"Oh? Are you mad?" Xu An said tauntingly with a ridiculing smile.

"I am better than those lowlifes living in the slums!"

"Is that so but to me. It is the other way around."

"Then die!"

"It's my opinion, okay? Respect it at least!" But his words were ignored by her.

As soon as she said her phrase, she raised her hand and a ball of lava was formed above her palm. She threw it at him. It cut through the air as it burnt anything on its way.

Xu An felt impending death as it was coming at him. His body froze for a moment but he was forced to move as he used Hundred Footsteps of Insanity and moved to the left.

He dodged or so he thought when she said out of the blue, "You think I'll let you get away?" The corners of her lips curved upward as she snickered. She then snapped her fingers and the ball was stopped.