706 Bebe’s Request

If Woodridge was unhappy with the way Linley looked at him, he was absolutely livid with the disdainful look Bebe had given him and the way Bebe had spoken to him.

“That straw hat wearing brat!” Woodbridge’s face sank, and he was about to bark back at him.

“Woodridge, don’t be impulsive.” The nearby white-haired elder sent mentally.

“What is it?” Woodridge turned to look at the white-haired elder. “It’s one thing for Reisgem to be so arrogant in front of me, but that brat with the straw hat, who the hell does he think he is? I’ve never even heard of him.” For someone to survive in the Planar Battlefield until now was proof of one’s strength. Woodridge wouldn’t so easily allow others to insult him.

If he heard a single displeasing word, he would want to kill the speaker!