"You needn't say that. What if the Ancient One were here? I'd still dare say it. You people from Kamar-Taj are clearly throwing your weight around!"
Hearing Wang Yang's words, Michael spoke with some displeasure.
"You're far too arrogant. You have a little strength, and you dare be this conceited. If I don't teach you a lesson on the Ancient One's behalf, who knows how much trouble you'll cause in the future!"
Michael spoke slowly.
Hearing Michael's words, Wang Yang couldn't help looking bemused.
If this middle-aged man hadn't been relying on his status as a guest, Wang Yang really wouldn't have let him off so easily.
But if the man insisted on attacking, he wouldn't mind sending him to his death.
Mordo, too, froze when he heard Michael's words.
He really hadn't seen anyone dare provoke Wang Yang. He hadn't expected Michael to seek his own death.
Thinking about it, how long had it been since he'd seen Wang Yang fight? And most of the times he had seen Wang Yang fight, Wang Yang hadn't used his full strength.
Michael really was asking to die.
He even dared provoke a freak like Wang Yang?
Was it because Michael thought he had blocked Wang Yang's attack just now?
They were in Kamar-Taj, after all. Even when Wang Yang attacked, he mostly chose to hold back, using only a tiny bit of strength at most.
Yet that had actually given Michael courage?
Compared with the somewhat merciful Sorcerer Supreme, the Ancient One, Wang Yang was far more formidable.
Mordo couldn't help taking a few steps back, waiting to watch the show.
"I wonder just how you intend to deal with me?"
A smile couldn't help appearing on Wang Yang's face.
Hearing Wang Yang's words, Michael looked at him and continued, "Since