"Zhao Shenlong, your brother died in my hands, aren't you angry?"
Licking his lips, Tang Xiaobao wanted to get rid of it once and for all.
The second envoy was startled.
He doesn't want these two geniuses to fight.
It would be fine if Tang Xiaobao died, but if Zhao Shenlong died, it would be difficult to explain to the Lord of the Realm when I go back.
Zhao Shenlong is the representative player of the Ninth Heaven and one of the most popular players to win the championship. He is the hope of the Ninth Heaven.
Moreover, he knew that if a fight really broke out, Zhao Shenlong was more likely to lose.
But he was worrying too much.
Zhao Shenlong wasn't provoked at all. He stood up and said with a smile, "What a waste! He's dead, so why should I be angry? In the cultivation world, the strong are always respected. He died because he was inferior to others in skills, so he deserved it. I am his brother, and I will avenge him, but not now. I am not sure of winning today, but believe me, we will meet again soon, and then I will give you a surprise. Sooner or later, we will have a duel. Farewell."
He yawned and walked out in a swagger.
Tang Xiaobao didn't call him again.
Push again?
That's really too much and meaningless.
He actually didn't have much ill feeling towards Zhao Shenlong.
He didn't take the other party to heart. There would be a fight sooner or later anyway, so there was no need to rush.
But he was not so polite to Zhao Dongfeng.
"Hey, Master Zhao, today is my wedding day. Zhao Wuji is dead, so what happens here has nothing to do with you now. Why, do you still want to stay and have a glass of wedding wine? Well, I can only say sorry, you'd better leave. I feel sick just looking at you, and you are not qualified to attend my wedding. Get out!"
Tang Xiaobao scolded Zhao Dongfeng as if he was scolding a child and ordered him to leave.
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