This scornful greeting made Ling Chen falter slightly, the smile slowly fading from his face. Even though this woman had saved him, he couldn't let her belittle him to his face.
"Although I am unaware of Your Excellency's identity, I wonder, could Your Excellency match a Great Master Level Powerhouse at the age of sixteen?" Ling Chen countered, his voice firm.
"Hehe, you certainly know how to argue," the woman in black scoffed, clearly disregarding Ling Chen's words. She scrutinized him, her expression growing somewhat solemn. "You're seriously injured. Come with me, or you'll end up as Exotic Beast fodder."
"Your Excellency has yet to reveal your name. I need to know whom to repay for saving my life." Ling Chen stared at the woman in black, his sharp gaze seeming to pierce her veil.
