"Can you get lost?"
Looking at Su Han's laughing expression, Lin Fengjie said, "You're even cheaper than me, you're so cheap it's unbelievable!"
Su Han tried his best to hold back his laughter, but his shoulders kept shaking. He said, "Qing Emperor Sect, being one of the Three Teachings, is an earth-shattering formidable force. Saying that if they stomped their foot, the entire Lower-Class Star Region would tremble thrice is not an exaggeration, right? But how come... hahaha, how come they've been bullied for thirty-two tournaments, hahahaha..."
"Get lost!"
Lin Fengjie finally couldn't hold it in: "Didn't I tell you already? It's not Qing Emperor Sect's problem, it's those so-called geniuses who are the problem, they're all a bunch of losers, losers!"
"So what happened to those geniuses afterwards?" Su Han asked.
"They all left." Lin Fengjie's face turned grim.
