"Ah...sorry for making you laugh."
The wine glass sparkled with light and fire, while the floor-to-ceiling windows resounded with explosions.
Three minutes ago, a small typhoon struck the Fierce Wing District, and now a localized earthquake had hit the central district. Meanwhile, the most intense battle raged in the Fixed Wing District, which Budman and Qin Qianbai had entered just five seconds ago.
Hadrian sipped his fruit wine and lit the lamps inside the house.
"The residents of this city are full of energy. They like to resort to action at the slightest disagreement."
"After all, they're young and full of passion," the guest laughed.
"It's quite dangerous~" the Rainbow Winged Lord put down his wine glass, "These youngsters aren't that old, but they are certainly not lacking in skill. I'm just worried that if something unforeseen happens, you might not be able to escape in time."
The guest remained as steady as Mount Tai, unflinching.
