"What kind of people are you? Why did you attack me so viciously?!" Xia Ping glared at the uninvited guests. Just for ambushing him like this, they deserved to die ten thousand times over.
"Xia Ping!"
Suddenly, someone shouted, "Isn't that Xia Ping?"
He stared fixedly at Xia Ping, seemingly unable to believe he'd run into him here. It was completely unexpected.
The man was none other than Zhang Zi'ang, and the group with him was the Sin Army.
Xia Ping?!
Everyone turned to look at Xia Ping. Many of them were seeing the legendary genius for the first time. Because of this guy, Zhang Zi'ang and the others, despite being young masters from prominent families, had been forced to join the Sin Army as death-row convicts.
It was safe to say the two sides were sworn enemies, utterly incompatible.
"You know me?"
Xia Ping frowned. He hadn't expected anyone among the ambushers to recognize him.
"I'd recognize you even if you were reduced to ashes."
The man gritted his teeth. "You've made our lives miserable. I'll be your enemy for the rest of my life. It's either you die or I do." His voice brimmed with terrifying hatred.
"You're still carrying on about being enemies to the death? How have I wronged you? Everyone knows I'm an upright person who rarely makes enemies. Are you sure you haven't mistaken me for someone else?"
Xia Ping insisted that he was a good person who rarely did anything to offend others.
"Bullshit!"
The man was so furious he could barely breathe. With your rotten character, you've offended everyone under the sun. Who doesn't hate your guts? Plenty of people want to kill you.
There were even kings among them.
And now you were boasting that you were a good person. You