The blond man's gaze was as piercing as a torch, as he moved forward, was this a warning? To him, this appeared as a naked threat and targeting!
"Are you speaking to me?" he asked calmly, striding forward with authoritative footsteps, his body glowing, golden blood surging powerfully and oppressively. His lips curled into a sneer, edged with a touch of ridicule and a layer of indifference, as he stared down at Shi Hao from his lofty position.
"You may see it that way," Shi Hao responded.
The blond man bathed in flames, with many golden characters appearing on his physique, his smile deepened, but it was cold, taunting, "So arrogant, I foresee you'll die young, very unlikely to survive today."
"At your age, if you're killed, it would not be considered dying prematurely," Shi Hao replied.