C563 You are nothing

Zhao Yiming looked at Sun Yunsong coldly, as if he was looking at a dead man. This caused the latter to feel that he was being looked down upon, and he could not help but feel infuriated.

Sun Yunsong leapt up from the horse, pouncing down from the sky, his palms striking towards Zhao Yiming, the biting cold wind blowing all the hair on the people around.

Zhao Yiming was simply not moved