If time could be rewound, Xu Xiaoshou swore he would never act so arrogantly again.
Half-Saint...
Were Half-Saints easy to provoke? If they were crippled Half-Saints like the Wretched Saint or the Gray Mist Man, then of course they were easy to provoke. Even someone at the peak of Cutting Path might be able to take them down.
After all, the sight of Storyteller madly chasing the Gray Mist Man was still vivid in his mind...
But among the true Half-Saints who openly lived upon this continent, the only one Xu Xiaoshou remembered was Ai Cangsheng, whose arrow had come from the western sky and whom even Elder Sang had been unable to stop! Was someone like that really within his power to provoke?
No! But there were no ifs...
Xu Xiaoshou's face had gone a little pale. Looking at Jiang Xian's outstretched hand ahead of him, he found himself riding a tiger with no way down.
Taking it meant accepting the goodwill. But after acting so wildly arrogant before, accepting the step someone had offered him now would be far too out of character for his "unruly and unyielding" nature.
But if he did not take it... a Half-Saint coming to my home?
Tested, Passive Value +1.
The information bar gave him the answer.
Smack!
Xu Xiaoshou hesitated for only half a second before swinging his hand and heavily knocking Jiang Xian's away.
Tested?
Test my ass!
I, Xu Deyi, am from a Saint Emperor family!
Frenziedly hypnotizing himself, Xu Xiaoshou's bearing rose another notch at that moment. He swept a cold glance over the Jiang Clan members, then sharply turned away with a flourish.
"There will be no next time!"
The warning was utterly blunt, his posture arrogant to the extreme.
Even after hearing that the