"What?"
The face of the youth in the black shirt darkened when he saw Su Mo, a Rank 2 True God, behaving arrogantly.
The other three youths were stunned.
A Rank 2 Advanced True God appears out of nowhere to vie with them over the Path Sword stating that he will let a Rank 3 True God off! Is he crazy?
"Are you here to make a clown of yourself?"
The youth in the black shirt smiled derisively. He would not deal with Su Mo as the three youths were waiting to pounce on him and he had to guard against them.
Su Mo did not respond to the youth in the dark shirt. He walked past the three youths and went up to him.
"You are not fit to possess any treasure. Don't force me to deal with you!"
Su Mo looked sharply at the youth in the black shirt and his gaze was like a divine sword.
"You…!"
The youth in the black shirt sensed the terrifying glare in Su Mo's eyes and he moved back, trembling.