Silence is a very ambiguous form of expression because it can be interpreted in ten thousand ways, and each can be justified.
But according to the intelligence collected by the Wang patrol, this genius named Tang Luo had a notoriously bad temper. He was someone who wouldn't even give face to holy Dao Children, and had even forced Duan Longshu of the Evil King Palace to kneel in public.
Could such a person really swallow his anger? It was highly doubtful.
Wiping the blood from his face, the enthused ghost claw manipulator straightened his collar and said to the trembling Xu Qingyue, "I shall call you Miss Xu one last time, but I hope you recognize your true status."
He touched the wound on his face, sealed with spiritual power, and a few more drops of blood oozed out.
"Hiss~" The Wang patrol official lowered his hand and said to Xu Qingyue with a sinister smile, "I'll remember this wound. If there's ever a chance, I'll have to experience your strength properly."