C389 Wuchunfeng

Perhaps the voice of the youth was not very pleasant to listen to, or perhaps it contained some kind of power, but it was able to make his voice spread out.

"Even if I am the trash that you all speak of, so what? "Do you dare to attack me?" The youth was still seated as steadily as Mt. Tai. He picked up the teacup and took a sip before softly spitting out two words