Ming Qi Shui decided to announce his name, first to feel the fearful gaze from the other side.
"Oh, right, I haven't introduced myself. You must be wondering who I am, what my identity is, and why I'm so arrogant?"
Ming Qi Shui spoke as if talking to Xia Feng, and yet also as if talking to himself.
Without waiting for Xia Feng's response, Ming Qi Shui confidently declared, "Listen up, kid, I am Ming Qi Shui, the young master of the Refining Demon Sect, the third largest sect on the Neutral Continent. How about that? Do you feel terrified knowing my identity?"
"Do you feel helpless?"
"Does a sense of regret spread through your heart, lingering endlessly?"
"Now you know what it means to court disaster with your words, don't you?"
Ming Qi Shui's series of questions left Xia Feng speechless.
How could someone be so confident to utter such shameless words?
"What do you think people like this eat to grow up? If you put them in a crowd, they wouldn't last three days. How brainless must one be to say such ignorant things?"
Xia Feng played along with Ming Qi Shui's performance, looking at the three people beside him and asking.
"Heh heh... Young Master, you think too highly of him. How could such trash survive for three days?" Zi Ruo Lin disagreed with Xia Feng's statement.
This kind of person definitely wouldn't last three days. So arrogant, if placed in a place where no one knew him, he would be beaten to death on the spot.
Gu Xin Yi shook her head after hearing this, sighing, "He's truly a disgrace to his sect. Even calling him someone who grew up eating excrement would be an insult to excrement."
Gu Xin Yi, also from a super sect, felt that Ming Qi Shui's behavior was beyond brainless; it was simply imbecilic.
"The key is that he's still smug and arrogant, just a frog in a well," Mu Yun Chen chimed in.
The four of them, with their back-and-forth banter, finally managed to infuriate Ming Qi Shui.
This was the first time Ming Qi Shui had suffered such an insult to his pride. His face contorted with malice as he pointed at Mu Yun Chen, Gu Xin Yi, and Zi Ruo Lin, threatening them:
"Very well, you three have successfully angered me. From now on, I declare you three my slaves, to endure my whipping day and night, making your lives worse than death, filled with pain and pleasure."
After speaking, Ming Qi Shui pointed at Gu Xin Yi, Zi Ruo Lin, and Mu Yun Chen one by one. Having seen many women, he considered these three to be the cream of the crop.
He had initially thought the City Lord's daughter was beautiful, but in front of these three, she paled in comparison.
Now that the meat had come to his doorstep, he could only reluctantly accept it.
"I'm curious, with the honor your family has given you, what basis do you have to treat it as deserved?" Xia Feng asked Ming Qi Shui, who was still confidently strutting.
He truly wondered where Ming Qi Shui got his confidence from, or if he truly believed his sect was the best in the world.
Sometimes, no matter how hard elders worked, it was less effective than teaching a good junior.
The saying "wealth does not pass three generations" seemed to have some merit.
This conclusion seemed to hold true in every era, as if it were cursed.
In reality, the notion of "wealth does not pass three generations" meant that each generation was worse than the last.
After all, the generation that built the empire was the most formidable. How could the descendants surpass them?
This then gave people the illusion that wealth did not pass three generations.
In fact, excellent families could still nurture outstanding descendants.
Not everyone was like Ming Qi Shui, who, besides being a constant show-off and a troublemaker for his family, was basically useless.
Seeing Xia Feng inquire about him, Ming Qi Shui chuckled, "It's not that I'm bragging, but at least in the Magic Ancient City, I have the final say. I am the one who makes the rules."
"You don't seriously expect people like us, who make the rules, to abide by them ourselves, do you?"
"I don't care where you come from, or what your family background is. Today, you've offended me, and I will make your life unbearable. I want your life, and I will have your women."
Ming Qi Shui maintained his arrogant and domineering demeanor, completely disregarding the consequences. He truly was someone who left his brain at home.
Xia Feng felt that continuing to waste words with Ming Qi Shui would be an insult to his intelligence. He looked at Ming Qi Shui and said, "Alright, I won't waste any more time with you. Are you ready? I'm about to slap your face."
Xia Feng asked Ming Qi Shui if he was ready before hitting him.
This was because Xia Feng believed he never resorted to sneak attacks.
Ming Qi Shui was taken aback. Was he this arrogant?
Shouldn't he be the one saying that?
"Heh heh... Your arrogance makes me laugh," Ming Qi Shui said, showing no fear.
Perhaps it was a habit cultivated from being pampered since childhood, coupled with never having faced adversity in his life, he believed no one could do anything to him, forming an illusion of being invincible in the world.
One couldn't entirely blame him, as his upbringing was precisely like that.
One could only say that indulging children at home could only harm them.
Xia Feng looked at the still clueless Ming Qi Shui and raised his hand, delivering a slap.
"Slap..."