The man was a hulking white man. His gaze was cold and he exuded a dangerous aura.
Fatty stiffened slightly and looked at the white man, "who are you?"
The white’s initially solemn expression instantly turned into rage!
Damn it, he had waited for this chance for three years!
Three years!
This was not a short time, and he had sacrificed much in order to get his revenge!
The girls that he had in his life were all chased away by him. Then, he went begging to a master to accept him. He spent the next three years being a lackey before finally attaining his cultivation today.
In the end, that damned Fatty that had given him such a beating three years ago... had already forgotten him!
This was intolerable!
The westerner raged, "Do you remember, three years ago..."
"Oh? Oh!"
Fatty had a sudden revelation and pointed that westerner, "You’re that idiot?"