Scram?
Emperor Qin and the others' expressions darkened, but they felt extremely elated inside.
The Young Hall Master of Heavenly Thunder Palace did not take the nation of Qin seriously, and that irked them.
This single word "scram" from Ren Changsheng.
It resonated with their innermost feelings.
"Who are you?"
The young man's cold voice rose, boasting confidence that in the Southern Region, no one was his match.
Not to mention Ren Changsheng, even the nation of Qin was beneath his notice.
Ren Changsheng dared.
Dared to speak to him in such a manner?
"Not scramming!"
"Then die!"
Die!
The word "die" exploded like thunder, and the next moment, Ren Changsheng stepped forward.
In the void, Ren Changsheng's body instantly arrived in front of the young man.
"How dare you!"
Coldness surged in the young man's eyes.
Direct confrontation?
Ren Changsheng was excessively domineering!
