"A Seventh-Ring Martial Emperor?!" Fang Bin shrieked, staring at Mu Chen in astonishment. He couldn't fathom how a Seventh-Ring Martial Emperor had managed to fight him to a draw, let alone one who possessed such an unknown and terrifying Magical Beast.
To his surprise, Mu Chen simply waved his hand. "Not a Seventh-Ring Martial Emperor. I'm a Seventh-Ring Martial Sect. I wish I were a Martial Emperor, though."
"Are you messing with me?" Fang Bin's expression soured. He already felt it was utterly humiliating to have lost to a Seventh-Ring Martial Emperor. Now, this guy was claiming to be a mere Seventh-Ring Martial Sect? Wasn't he just trying to make a fool out of him?
Mu Chen gave a wry smile. "If I don't say anything, you're not happy. But if I tell the truth, you don't believe me. In any case, I'm telling the truth. It's up to you whether you believe it."
