"Xi Zhao, are you sure you didn't get a fake to tease me?" The muscles on Flame God's face twitched as he turned his head to look at Xi Zhao and asked. Without another word, Xi Zhao directly kicked Flame God's buttocks and then said irritably, "You have the nerve to ask me. If I had known this would happen, I would have rather kept that Heavenly Stele. You are supposed to be a genius of the Burst Phoenix Clan, yet this Heavenly Stele rejects you so vehemently. I really want to give you a good beating right now!"