"You're not a pet? You can talk..."
With narrowed eyes, Qin Duyou seemed to have discovered Lu Zixun's identity, and he smiled, "So it's Lu Zixun from Demon Country. No wonder Zhen Zhuoxiu was able to deal with those Snow Spirits in the city district."
The Night Slayer Sword appeared by Lu Zixun's side.
Lu Zixun looked at Qin Duyou and sneered, "Scram."
"Before, I didn't know your identity, and I might have been a bit harsh, sorry about that," Qin Duyou said with a grin, sword pointing at Lu Zixun.
"Now it'll take five thousand points, or else I'll post the video of your defeat on Night Talk Forum, which would damage your reputation."
His tone suggested he was looking out for Lu Zixun, which made Lu Zixun feel a mix of laughter and dismay for a moment.
Does this guy have a problem with his brain, really thinking that with a sword in hand, he owns the world?
Feeling that continuing the conversation with Qin Duyou might affect his IQ, Lu Zixun thrust his sword straight forward.
