This World Has Gone Mad. The Weak Hunting the Strong

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"So shabby!"

The two words that came out of his mouth stunned everyone present.

Especially Lu Fengwu!

He was actually called shabby by someone?

Someone actually dared to call him shabby?

What kind of joke was that?

He, the dignified young master of the Cloud Lake immortal sect, was actually called shabby.

That was the first time in his life!

Lu Fengwu was so angry that his body started to tremble. A killing intent began to spread rapidly and explode.

"Little b*stard! I will definitely kill you today. No matter who comes, it won't matter. You will die without a doubt!"

Just as he finished speaking, his subordinates had already made their move.

A few streams of light flashed and a figure appeared in front of Li Si.

"You dare to disrespect the young master of the Cloud Lake immortal sect? You're courting death!"