"The master you serve turns out to be the kind who would harm others in the shadows?"
In the sky, Emperor Qinghua confronted Luo Hou: "I should not have made an enemy of you."
The voice carried a trace of regret.
Luo Hou understood his meaning, his expression immediately turning somber.
For the Asura Clan, the greatest insult was the enemy's disrespect.
"What he does has nothing to do with me."
Luo Hou said.
"That's not important, I am not a warrior, I have no desire to comment on warriors."
Emperor Qinghua shook his head, then added: "You've never used your true abilities, that doesn't seem very warrior-like."
Luo Hou seemed taken aback.
The Asura Clan lived for battle, there were always places they couldn't bear to be touched.
"If that's the case, then let me show you!"
Luo Hou's expression turned grim.
"Vimocidra, Po Ya, Luo Qiantuo!"
He called out loud: "Let's break through this place together."
