Su Tu continued to speak.
"I don't need to do anything, just standing here should make you understand, who else but me could be the pride of the heavens..."
At this moment, his voice was calm and indifferent, not boastful nor proud.
His tone was as if he was stating the most ordinary fact.
But as soon as these words left his mouth, the corners of Grandma She's lips involuntarily lifted, while Silver Evil's single remaining eye drooped downwards.
At this moment, having calmed down completely, he finally understood Su Tu's meaning.
Prove his talent??
Why would Su Tu need to prove his talent!!
The title of "Emperor," only those with the greatest talent can bear it. This was a title left by the Martial God, never seen in the thousand years of history!!
And the Su Tu in front of him was the bearer of this title!!
In other words, in thousands of years, among countless celestial prides, only Su Tu had his talent recognized by the Martial God!!
