Whoosh!
As Li Xiaoqiang's voice fell, the previously noisy square suddenly turned silent, and everyone stared dumbfounded at the figure who slowly emerged from the crowd. This person possessed a lean figure, with a intriguing smile playing at the corners of his mouth.
As everyone's gaze was fixed on Li Xiaoqiang, Tang Thirty-Nine, the person concerned, was fuming with rage due to Li Xiaoqiang's words. As someone ranked thirty-ninth on the Dragon List, he was now being called a dwarf by this detestable fellow. How could he swallow this insult?
It felt as if his opponent had taken a cold blade and violently stabbed his heart, not only stabbing but also twisting the knife relentlessly.
The smile on Tang Thirty-Nine's face gradually faded, and his complexion turned beet red.
He glared at Li Xiaoqiang and bellowed angrily, "You little bastard, I'm going to kill you!"
