Li Tianming had no interest in concealing his "hostility" toward Ye Chen.
After all, this was the opponent blocking his way to the ninth level of the Violetglory Star Divine Tower.
He could not say he disliked him, but at the very least, there was no meaning in exchanging hypocritical pleasantries here.
So he could not be bothered with courtesy.
For people destined never to meet in their entire lives, there was no need to fear offending them.
From Ye Chen's perspective, Li Tianming's cold and uninterested attitude was actually a provocation.
Ye Chen had assumed he was from Violetglory Star and that they would meet in reality sooner or later. He had greeted him with a smile first, yet Li Tianming had remained neither warm nor cold, making it feel like his hot face had been pressed against a cold backside.
Since Ye Chen had risen to fame, such a situation had been rather rare.
Of course, most of the time, he would not take the initiative to "make friends" either.
They had been at daggers drawn from the start.
The moment Li Tianming said this, the atmosphere instantly turned several degrees colder.
Ye Chen put away his smile as well. "That works too. Let's settle it with our hands first. We'll have plenty of time to talk slowly afterward."
Li Tianming only wanted to say... who wanted to talk to you?
He could not be bothered to say it aloud.
"Please."
Across the vast Violet Firmament Battlefield, a storm began to sweep through.
Sensing that the two had finally revealed their hostility and that the smell of gunpowder had thickened, the already boiling battlefield continued to erupt.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
Deafening roars came from outside.
"Fight!"
No matter how calm he was inside, the countless Violetglory Star cultivators