C1332 No Nonsense.
Hearing Zhang Hao's words, the red and blue robed middle-aged man from the Perished Dust in the air revealed a sinister smile as his gaze locked onto Zhang Hao.
Not long ago, this middle-aged man from the Perished Dust had only guessed Zhang Hao's cultivation.
At that time, the red and blue robed middle aged man saw Zhang Hao and decisively released the attack move of the fireball