A Fake Is Just a Fake (2)
Editor: Atlas Studios
Yao Buqi finally realized that Zhou Shu was not Mi Ziwen. Facing Zhou Shu, he had no room for negotiation.
The key was that a fellow who could fight a great demon to a draw or even win was indeed qualified to speak to him like this!
"Very well!" Yao Buqi swallowed his anger. A wise man submitted to circumstances. He would endure this today!
"King of the South, do you know that your Ten Nations Continent is in danger?" Yao Buqi said solemnly.
Zhou Shu looked up at him, his eyes cold.
"Don't make a fool of yourself with rumors you've heard," Zhou Shu said. "You're a demonic beast. Isn't it good to be straightforward? Why do you have to learn from the dregs of the human race?"
Swish!
Shi Songtao laughed. "Yao Buqi, did you learn your human language from a fortune teller?"
Yao Buqi glared at Shi Songtao. Don't let me get the chance, or I'll bite you to death!