Fahai seemed to know where Hou Yuxiao's pain points were. His last words were clearly a veiled mockery of Hou Yuxiao's humble attitude in front of Sikong Yue. Bringing up those past events was nothing more than an attempt to continue exposing the Hou Clan's wounds and thus continue to shame Hou Yuxiao.
Unfortunately, the more Fahai did so, the calmer and more tranquil Hou Yuxiao appeared. In fact, there was an indescribable look of disdain and indifference in his gaze towards Fahai.
Hou Yuxiao sneered inwardly. The more Fahai tried to provoke him, the more it proved how much those earlier humiliations mattered to Fahai. Otherwise, he wouldn't be trying so hard to regain face.
"Summer insect cannot talk of ice, humph!"
