The formidable outsider stared at Wang Xu, his gaze unfriendly, with a hint of disgust passing through his eyes.
The Human Race, among all the chaotic races, can only be considered one of the top-tier groups.
Top-tier groups are innumerable, and in the eyes of super groups and great groups, they are like humble lowly beings, existing just for existence's sake.
In other words, these self-proclaimed noble entities look down on humans from top-tier groups and even more so on all beings inferior to them.
"Yes, I am of the Human Race."
Wang Xu's eyes flashed as he looked at the formidable outsider with a unique gaze.
This gaze bore no aggression, yet it made the formidable outsider's heart tremble. In an instant, he felt incredibly insignificant, feeling a sense of shame before this human being.
"Who are you?"
The formidable outsider dared not underestimate Wang Xu anymore, as both Wang Xu's gaze and the powerful aura emanating from him made him quite apprehensive.
