Chapter 1241 Who’s Weak? Who’s Trash?
- Gale listened to the tattooed guy and couldn’t help grinning.
- The tattooed guy glared at Gale, annoyed. “What are you laughing at? Look at you—clearly clueless. Weaklings like you sit at the bottom of society. You think a couple of moves make you somebody, but in front of me you’re nothing.”
- “You’re at Ninefold Mountain-Opening, right?” Gale asked.