Hearing this, Xiao Tian had originally decided not to explain too much and just stay silent, but after thinking for a moment he still said, "Your strength is decent. If your brain were a bit sharper, maybe Sun Miaohan would change her opinion of you."
"Then I'll borrow your good omen!"
With that, Tao Zhenghao lightly tapped the ground with his foot, about to leap away, but his movement still paused for a brief instant.
"Just for that sentence, I feel I should remind you: before you have enough strength to support your sharp edges, it's best not to make yourself too conspicuous. Otherwise, the tallest tree in the forest is the first to be felled. This time you ran into me; next time you may not have such good luck."
Leaving behind this string of words that felt head and tail disconnected to Xiao Tian, Tao Zhenghao no longer lingered. In the blink of an eye he vanished from the arena, with no intention of explaining anything clearly.
