"Over thirty pieces of trash, even if tied together, they're still just a pile of trash. Why would I fear them?" Lin Bai spoke with a calm expression, looking at the few people before him, his face slightly cold.
Upon hearing this, Senior Brother Cao, Zhao Zhou, Zhao Yang, Gao Li, and others were all visibly furious, each pointing at Lin Bai and roaring, "What did you say! You called us trash?"
Gao Li sneered with disdain, "Heh, calling us trash, then what exactly are you?"
Lin Bai looked towards Gao Li and said calmly, "Let me show you what I am!"
As he spoke, the Demonic Sword flashed from Lin Bai's Storage Bag, and with a cold, ruthless strike, it stabbed towards Gao Li.
The sword moved like a dragon, aiming straight for Gao Li's throat. Gao Li was frightened pale by Lin Bai's sudden move and hurriedly retreated, panic written all over his face.
Although he avoided Lin Bai's sword, he was still hurt by Lin Bai's Sword Aura.
With a hiss!
