Zhu Qilue kept dodging, showing no intention of fighting back.
It's not that he doesn't want to fight.
He just feels it's beneath him.
Because he noticed countless flaws in Lin Fan, and he could easily choose one and crush Lin Fan into oblivion.
However.
He didn't.
Zhu Qilue still appreciated the hotheaded young man's impulsiveness, an attitude he envied.
He never had such enthusiasm.
When faced with opponents stronger than him, he would just admit defeat without even considering fighting back.
This personality naturally led others in the Five Elements Realm to label him as a waste.
"A useless prince from the Fire Clan!"
"What a disgrace, they say a hero's son should be a hero too, why isn't this guy?"
"Could it be he's not his own son, but someone else's child?"
"Perhaps."
As he watched Lin Fan repeatedly charge at him like a trapped beast, sparing no effort, Zhu Qilue suddenly remembered these words.
Grating.
Unpleasant!
Disgusting...
