The Snake-faced Cultivator's breathing grew more and more rapid. A thought suddenly occurred to him, and he roared,
"A Flying Manta Ray, a Bear Beast with Foundation Establishment Battle Power, such a large number of poison bees, and you, a mere Mid-stage Qi Cultivation cultivator... Are you a disciple from the Beast Taming Mountain?"
Hearing the Snake-faced Cultivator's question, Fang Qingyuan couldn't be bothered to reply. The battle had already reached this point; words were meaningless now.
From beginning to end, Fang Qingyuan remained calm. He said nothing, maintaining a steady composure, and this response finally made his opponent lose his cool.
Seeing that Fang Qingyuan didn't answer, the Snake-faced Cultivator spoke again,
"Fellow Daoist, this is a misunderstanding! We are willing to offer compensation. Please, Fellow Daoist, stop this."
