"You really don't recognize me? Take a good look at this handsome face of mine!"
Fang Xing was a bit angry. Initially, when he saw this group of alert, white-robed cultivators, he was quite pleased. It showed that Old Demon was managing the Ruins well, at least the response speed was much better than when the Ruins were a chaotic mess. But seeing that this group of bastards couldn't recognize him at all and attacked without distinguishing right from wrong, he immediately got annoyed. Last time he returned to the Ruins, Old Demon had already gathered all the divisions to meet him. Cultivators at the Golden Core Realm and above could all have met him, even if just once, and should not find him unfamiliar.
Moreover, Divine Show Little Monk and Big Cousin Sister were right by his side. Who would he turn to for compensation if he lost face?
He decided to give this group of bastards one last chance to take a good look at who he was!
