"So, you're that idiot Gongsun Hao's mother? Really, if you don't court death, you won't die. I didn't obliterate the Gongsun Family simply because I wanted to toy with you all slowly. Did you really think the Gongsun Family was such a big deal? In Shanghai, you might reign supreme, but in the whole world, you're no more than a drop in the ocean!" Lin Mo glanced at Gan Rong, his voice cold and detached.
Gan Rong and Gan Batian's faces turned exceedingly ugly, Gan Batian's expression as frigid as three thousand years of ice as he glared at Lin Mo:
"Lin Mo, little bastard, you've killed so many of my men and experts. If I, Gan Batian, can't flay you alive today, I don't deserve to be human!"
Several martial artists from the Twelve-story Building with not-so-shabby cultivation levels kept urging, "Tower Master, this kid is a monster. We should escape quickly!"
"Shut up!"
