Yusof's gaze darted around before an idea came to his head. He stopped in his tracks right next to the lake.

Following that, Yusof called out to Romeo. "You're pretty good, young man. I can't run anymore."

As he spoke, Yusof hid his hands behind his back and pricked one of his fingers, squeezing a drop of blood into the water.

He learned that move while cultivating—to control wild beasts with a combination of cultivating and his own blood, using it to aid in taking down enemies.

Romeo's footsteps slowed upon seeing Yusof stop. He slowly took one step after another to Yusof, his expression cold and arrogant. "Not running? Get down on your knees and prepare to die."

His voice was not loud, but it left no room for retaliation.

'Motherf*cker!'

Yusof's gaze flashed at Romeo's words, anger flaring up in his chest.

F*ck!

To think that someone as great as him was being mocked by a mere child… How humiliating.

However, the child was really quite powerful. Nothing good would come out o