"Xue Lingzi, do me a favor and leave this place; consider it a debt of gratitude from me, Lord Wind."
Lord Wind looked indifferently at Xue Lingzi and said.
"There's no need, I don't want your favor."
Xue Lingzi's gaze was detached.
"Xue Lingzi, don't be so shameless. Can't you see the situation here? We have the advantage in numbers; I advise you to leave for your own good," Yang Wei also said with a cold laugh.
"So what if you have more people? They are all nothing but useless deadweights, not worth fearing," Xue Lingzi scoffed.
"What did you say? Xue Lingzi, you're too arrogant!"
Yang Wei, Chu Kuang, and the others all glared at Xue Lingzi with anger. Although they knew he had never taken them seriously, they now had the upper hand and didn't expect him to belittle them so brazenly.
