After just a few words, the other party immediately smiled and said, "Apologize? Why should I apologize? I just want to ask you—shouldn't I have fought back?"
Although Long Fei was not particularly close to the Dragon King, the two of them were related by blood.
But then again, without the Dragon King, Long Fei was nobody. Even the beggars on his side could bully him whenever they pleased.
Because Long Fei was just as had been said from the start: when it came to sweet-talking people, he was as good as it got. But when it came to actual strength, he was utter garbage.
That was why Saint Lord Taichu had always told Long Fei not to think too highly of himself.
And not to look down on others too much, either.
After Saint Lord Taichu broke Long Fei's hand and tossed him aside, one heavy blow was enough to make Long Fei understand what true despair was.
Long Fei had never been able to endure severe pain. To him, it was practically the same as losing his life.
Long Fei said to him, "What kind of skill is it to bully someone weak like me? If you've got the guts, fight someone as strong as you. If you can beat them, then I'll admit you're truly formidable."
"Then tell me, who here is truly a match for me? If you can find one in this Divine Dragon Cave, I'll admit you're impressive. If you can't, then that proves there isn't one!"
In truth, Saint Lord Taichu was using nothing more than a provocation. In Saint Lord Taichu's heart, he had always believed that—
finding someone stronger than him was simply too difficult.
At least for now, he had not discovered anyone stronger than himself.
Especially among these members