"Hanging out with you, becoming a petty criminal, a scourge of society… Sorry, not interested," Liu Wentian scoffed dismissively.
As soon as Liu Wentian said this, the densely packed crowd clogging the entire street became furious; his comment had offended over three hundred thugs—what audacity!
"CO!! Kid, who the hell did you just call the dregs of society!!"
"Damn it, this brat is too cocky, brothers, let's kill him!!"
"You little bastard, I'm going to make you see blood today and teach you how to behave, kill this little waste!!"
"..."
Hundreds of thugs began to curse loudly, creating a riotous and noisy scene.
Liu Wentian gave a cold chuckle. It didn't matter if he were surrounded by hundreds or even thousands; a true martial artist wouldn't even fear the celestial might, let alone these feeble ordinary people.
He looked around, his spiritual Qi circulating within him, and suddenly burst out, "All of you shut the hell up!!"