บท 1508: The Most Scorching Dragon Soul (1)

"I'm serious. I hope you can consider this seriously," said Su Ping.

"Hahaha… I didn't know that the people from the Primitive Chaos Clan were so funny these days." The Haotian guy laughed.

Yan Tai smiled and said, "Fine. I'm willing to lend it to you. Just come over."

"Not interested. Leave your craziness for someone else. I'm going to sleep."

"F*ck off!"

All the other prisoners uttered dissatisfied remarks, thinking that Su Ping was just making a scene and disturbing the peace. None of them wanted to bother with his antics anymore.

Su Ping looked around and narrowed his eyes. "I was just discussing matters with you, and you think I'm just too nice. If you're unwilling to cooperate, I can only impose and fetch them myself!"

"What's the meaning of this?"

"Humph. Come and have a try."

The prisoners felt Su Ping's hostile attitude, which made them even angrier.