Upon hearing this voice, Gareth's body visibly trembled. He wondered who was the "ass" the other party mentioned.
As they looked, a young cultivator emerged from the haze. He was about the same age as Gareth, with a long face and narrow eyes that exuded a thick sense of mockery.
That person was Toby Abson!
Seeing him, the surrounding cultivators all stepped back, keeping their distance, appearing even more wary than towards Gareth.
Gareth coldly said to him, "Do you have a death wish?"
RESTRICTED CONTENT
Sorry, this chapter is locked. Only readers with active membership account can access this page.
Visit https://virtual-novel.net/donate/ to have active membership account.
Alternative site is available for free readers (no regular updates for some titles)
OR LOGIN: