"They're mocking you like this, and you're still not summoning Liu Hanzhong?"
Chu Hao thought for a moment. Could it be that this guy doesn't know about Liu Hanzhong's existence either? So he spoke up, "Liu Hanzhong, how long are you going to hide? Do I have to break this black seal before you'll come out?"
Taoist Min Ran shuddered.
No response.
Chu Hao stared at the black seal in Taoist Min Ran's hand.
Taoist Min Ran's breathing became rapid, and he said, "You, how do you know about Liu Hanzhong?"
Chu Hao wiped his hair, narcissistically saying, "I, this Taoist Master, know everything from astronomy to geography. Do you really think I came here just for you? I've always looked down on ants."
"Ding... Host's mockery deals a critical hit of ten thousand points on the enemy's spirit, gaining 7000 Pretentiousness Points."
Taoist Min Ran clutched his chest, feeling extreme pain in his heart.
It turned out that in the eyes of the opponent, he was nothing at all.
