God of Plagues (2)

"Zhao Yu, you actually told the envoy…You're a coward!"

Wu Liu couldn't help but say with a trace of surprise and anger in his eyes.

In his opinion, Zhao Yu's actions were like two students fighting in private, and the other party turned around and reported the teacher.

However, in Zhao Yu's eyes, the other party was blatantly provoking him and even treated him as a dog.

He might not be able to beat them now, but if someone could beat them, he might as well let them handle it.

"As expected of Rank 5 fighter, talented!"

A woman who came with Wu Liu said with a smile.

Zhao Yu turned his head and saw a young woman who appeared to be around sixteen or seventeen years old. She had a beautiful face, smooth and delicate skin, and even from a distance, he could catch a faint whiff of her virginal fragrance.

"Are you here to cause trouble for me too?!"