Whenever Bi Fan came up, the frustration in Nangong Hongye's heart grew even stronger.
He was only a genius, not a freak.
What normal person would compare themselves to a freak?
In Nangong Hongye's eyes, Bi Fan was an indestructible cockroach.
Not only was he impossible to kill, but as time went on, Bi Fan would only grow stronger.
The speed at which his strength and cultivation realm advanced was simply worlds apart from that of a normal person.
Wasn't comparing himself to a freak like him just asking for a blow to his confidence?
Of course, Nangong Hongye also knew that he had no right to compare himself to Bi Fan.
Aside from his status, he was inferior to Bi Fan in every other way.
But knowing that in his heart was one thing.
Whether he was willing to admit it was another.
As Qu Zhenhong went on, a trace of resentment welled up in Nangong Hongye's heart.
He glared furiously at Qu Zhenhong.
Nangong Hongye ground his teeth and said angrily, "Master Qu, I came to surrender, not to be insulted by you. I'm the young master of the Kirin Clan. Even if my talent is lacking, I'm still the young master of the Kirin Clan, and I can command half the power of the Demon Race."
At last, they had gotten down to business. Master Qu put away his regretful expression and nodded, then turned his gaze back to Nangong Hongye. "How do you intend to surrender?"
"And how am I supposed to trust you?"
As a matter of fact, as a powerhouse,
Master Qu could tell at a glance whether Nangong Hongye was telling the truth.
But even if Nangong Hongye sincerely meant to surrender, Qu Zhenhong would still say and ask these things in order