"Thunder Snake, you're still alive," Sima Yan frowned and said indifferently.
"You're alive, so how could I dare to die?" the old man named Thunder Snake chuckled.
Purple arcs of electricity swirled continuously on his robe, resembling serpents coiling endlessly.
Though the arcs seemed feeble in power, they emitted an aura that sent chills down one's spine.
In truth, the energy contained within them was astonishing.
"I hadn't expected you to be residing in the Seven Gods Academy now," Sima Yan remarked.
"Do I need to report to you where I choose to live?" Thunder Snake replied flatly.
"Out of respect for your Sansi, I can overlook this incident. Leave now."
"Thunder Snake, you understand the consequences of defying Sansi, don't you?" Sima Yan squinted slightly and spoke with a calm menace.
"Oh? Are you threatening me now?" Thunder Snake said nonchalantly.
"I know Sansi is strong, but the Seven Gods Academy has a long history. There are those who could resist."
