Ye Xiao was rendered speechless upon hearing the black-clad stranger's words. A bit impatiently, he looked at Ye Xiao and said, "What do you really want? You never say who you are, yet you show up everywhere like a ghost. I can't beat you, but that doesn't mean I have to tolerate you."
The black-clad stranger wasn't upset by Ye Xiao's poor attitude; instead, he chuckled and said, "You're about to face great danger, yet you're still concerned about tolerance. I think you should start saying some nice things to me, or otherwise, no one will collect your body once you're dead."
Listening to the stranger's weird words only annoyed Ye Xiao further. Glaring at the stranger, he shouted, "Speak to me respectfully. Let me tell you, I'll live a long life—unless you plan on ending it now, which I can't prevent."
"Me?" The stranger replied, "I have no grievances against you, so why would I want to take your life?"
