However.
How could Xia Shengxuan not know Su Qi's intention?
After giving Su Qi a deep look.
Suddenly, his aura changed.
The room temperature instantly dropped by more than ten degrees, even the moisture in the air seemed to condense.
The walls, floor, table surface, and even the letter paper in Su Qi's hand were covered with a layer of white frost, the extreme cold pierced into his soul like a sharp blade.
And in an instant, half of Xia Shengxuan's body transformed into transparent ice crystals, exuding terrifying cold, his tone chilling: "Kid, I am a Level Thirty Seven Apostle, even if I can't beat Brother Pei, I'm still someone with a name around here."
"You just casually refuse like that, do I not deserve some face?"
No wonder Xia Shengxuan was angry.
When did the Ninth District fall to the point of having a junior fight outside?
Do they really think this Extraordinary Guild President is a dead person?
Moreover.
In his mind.
