"Wang Hao, don't push people too far," Guan Xinxiong roared angrily.
"Why do you always take it personally!?" Wang Hao said with a look of disgust, "I already emptied the Guan family's treasury last time. I definitely won't target your family this time because your Guan family is too poor; it's not worth my effort."
"Psst..."
As soon as he spoke, everyone in the room burst out laughing, feeling an urge to smack him; they had never seen anyone have such shameless audacity.
Shui Yao rubbed her temples, feeling a headache coming on. As the force Wang Hao had formed grew stronger, his actions became increasingly reckless, without considering the consequences at all.
Initially, everyone was working together nicely against the Dark Elves, but Wang Hao had to go and stab the nobility in the back—and made them bleed at that.
It made everyone feel uncomfortable; if things weren't handled properly, it could lead to internal conflicts among the Human Race, beneficial to no one.
