Translator: Pika
Ao Quan felt an uncontrollable urge well up within him. “I’m looking at you, shithead!” he blurted out instinctively.
Naturally, his Soulspeak ability was interrupted.
What the hell was that?
Ao Quan was completely stunned. He had no idea why he would suddenly say such a thing.
Then again, it seemed like a perfectly legitimate thing to say, given the context, so he didn’t give it any further thought. He continued on with what he had tried..
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