"Zhang Xiaolin? The murderous Demon King from last century at West Beach, Zhang Xiaolin?"
Hearing the other party declare his identity, Li Chen's expression showed slight surprise.
"Indeed, it is I, the King!"
Before the words fell, Zhang Xiaolin's face twisted into a ferocious smile as he burst into laughter.
"Ha ha, to think that after sixty years in hiding, there would still be younger generations who remember my name!"
"Since you are so sensible, this King will grant you a whole corpse!"
Li Chen responded with a cold smile, retorting: "Heh, you, worthy enough?"
Seeing Li Chen's arrogance, Zhang Xiaolin couldn't help but become furious.
"Boy, don't think that just because you can defeat these wastes, you are invincible in the world. In my eyes, you are nothing but an ignorant young brat with a limited view."
"Your so-called achievements are merely deceits to the ignorant world. In my presence, they aren't worth mentioning!"
