Mo Cangsang hunched over as he arranged the books in the Scripture Pavilion.
When he saw Qin Hao approaching without a trace of blood and looking relaxed, he was very at ease.
Mo Cangsang's face revealed a surprised expression, and he exclaimed, "How could you be so fast?"
"They are too weak."
Qin Hao curled his lip in disdain.
This struck Mo Cangsang like a bolt of lightning, leaving him somewhat dazed.
Weak? If Qin Hao became a Heavenly God or even a Divine, he might have the right to say such a thing, but now he was only at the Star-picking Second Layer Heaven and still he called a group of Heavenly Gods weak; was there no justice?
After reaching the Heavenly God Level, unless one obtained a great opportunity, it was very difficult to overcome even a minor realm in battle.
