There was a stark difference in size between Shen Haoran and Niu Ben. Standing before Niu Ben was like facing a small hill. But Shen Haoran's aura was in no way weaker, and his sharp gaze was fixed on him.
"Who is this 'waste' you're scolding?" Shen Haoran asked, tilting his head up.
"The waste is scolding you!" Niu Ben answered without a second thought.
"Oh, so a waste is scolding me!" Shen Haoran drawled, looking at Niu Ben with a faint smile.
At this, the surrounding Martial Artists burst into laughter. Shen Haoran had just called Niu Ben a waste in such a roundabout way, and Niu Ben had actually taken the bait. He really was all brawn and no brains!
"Haha! I have to say, Niu Ben, since when did you get so modest? Calling yourself a waste the moment you see someone... I've never met anyone like you!" Nearby, Ling Feng was already clutching his stomach, laughing so hard he was about to start rolling on the ground.
