C382 A True Proud Son of Heaven

Xing Mo snorted coldly, not wanting to bother with these three people at all.

Seeing that he was left alone, Zhu Qing's face immediately turned as red as a pig's liver.

He clenched his fists hatefully.

"Young Master Yu, Young Master Pan, this brat is a little crazy! Last time, I announced that I was the National University of Defence Technology's Four Tigers