Chapter 165: The Silver Fist Still Carries the Cold Firelight_2

"Haha... I'm beginning to like you, reptile." The Flame Lord laughed heartily, his breath fanning the flames into a frenzied roar. "Joy should be shared, reptile! You should be proud, for you have witnessed the evolution of a Flame Lord..."

He paused here, a smug grin playing on this face as he attempted to discern a hint of admiration in the other's eyes, or perhaps a gasp of shock. Unfortunately, he was disappointed. Liu Zhenhan remained impassive at the Flame Lord's self-proclaimed evolution, his expression as unchanging as an unmelting meteor.