In the middle of writing, the computer fell into an automatic upgrade state, dizzying indeed.
"Who are you talking about!?" Below the stage, a green-haired man glared and slammed his hand on the table.
"I'm talking about you, green hair, dare you fight this Emperor? I'll teach you how to behave." Shi Hao pointed his finger, looking bold and exuding the aura of supremacy.
Your grandpa's, that creature was truly infuriated, inexplicably earning the nickname green hair, everyone here is reputable, becoming a Supreme is not easy, isn't everyone quite dignified? Even if they have a title, it's either elegant or very valiant.
This guy opens his mouth calling people yellow hair, green hair—who can tolerate such insults.
No wonder Jin Xu was furious and insisted on fighting him to the end, directly storming into the gladiator arena, there was a reason for that, the green-haired man thought, and he couldn't sit still anymore.
