Mo Lian's eyes flickered. He was finally studying this Little Despot sternly.
This kid looked rather strong!
"Let me see what you've got." Crown Prince Mo had already appeared before the Little Despot with a flash. When a black flame whisked past the Little Despot's eyes, his usual indifferent expression abruptly froze.
His body reacted more fiercely than his brain, sidestepping to dodge that ink flame.
The Little Despot looked down at the tiny but deep hole that had exploded by his feet. His small and delicate eyebrows had knitted themselves into a knot.
"It's actually sacred fire…" The Little Despot muttered to himself. He then looked up skeptically and studied Mo Lian. "Who are you."
Crown Prince Mo curved his lips slightly in mockery. "Only if you defeat me do you get to ask me!"
"Ha, how many years has it been since this old man encountered such an arrogant lad! I'll see what you've got then…"
