Leng San glanced at Su Songyu, who had collapsed to the ground. Grinning, he used his left hand to grab Su Songyu’s collar, lifting the old man up toward his face, before whispering just for Su Songyu to hear.
“I’ll tell you something. In the past, even the Qinglong Dynasty of the Azure Dragon Continent, the most powerful dynasty out of the four dynasties in this world, had to look up to my clan!!”
Su Songyu’s eyes opened wide, after hearing what Leng San said. His mouth turned into an ugly figure as he spoke with a trembling voice.
“A… are you!! The survivor of the Le… Ughhh!!”
Before the old man was able to finish his sentence, Leng San’s knee hit him hard in the stomach!! Su Songyu coughed up a mouthful of blood onto Leng San’s face. The bloodstain was immediately vaporized by the heat of the blue flame blanketing the boy’s body.
“My clan’s name isn’t something to be brought up by a dying man.”