"Could you guess it? Do you really think that self-important Jiang Yuheng couldn't?"
"Huo Yuhao, you're a smart man and a Spirit Master of exceptional talent. You should know how to go with the flow!"
"If you continue pledging allegiance to that bastard Jiang Yuheng, your fate will be even worse than his!" Tang Hao issued his final ultimatum.
He had never been a particularly patient man.
In the eyes of this Lord of the Plane, the fact that he had personally descended into this world in the guise of an ordinary person to persuade Huo Yuhao to surrender already showed tremendous leniency.
Xiao Xiao really couldn't listen any longer. If Tang Hao had come to persuade them to surrender or provoke them, then those words would have been understandable.
But now, Tang Hao wanted Huo Yuhao to surrender while also showing off his own abilities. He was truly a model of shamelessness.
"You!" Xiao Xiao had just been about to speak when Huo Yuhao affectionately pulled her back into his arms and whispered into her ear, "Don't worry. Leave it to me."
As he spoke, he rose to his feet unhurriedly and looked at this so-called Lord of the Plane.
How should he put it? In terms of talent, Tang Hao was far inferior to him—not by just a little. As for the other aspects, they were even less worth mentioning. There was simply no comparison.
"I'll say the same thing again. A self-important person can never see himself clearly, believing that the pitch-black world beneath the well is the entirety of existence."
"Tang Hao, let me give you a friendly warning. Don't open the champagne too early, because you'll only end up slapping yourself in the face."
"I've said what I needed to say. You can get lost