The tall young man's expression froze, as if he was saying that no one of his peers had ever dared to speak to him in such a tone.
His face turned somewhat ugly, and he glared, "How dare you speak to me like that! Do you know who I am?!"
"I don't care who you are."
Baili An said calmly, his steps showing no sign of stopping.
"I order you to stop! You can leave, but leave your sword behind!"
Baili An finally stopped, turning around helplessly to look at him, "You have your own sword, why do you want mine? Besides, this sword is my belonging, why should I give it to you?"
The tall young man sneered inside, still asking why? Doesn't he understand the law of the jungle?
Though he thought this, the tall young man felt this kid was just a fool, and talking more would only waste his breath, so he decided to just take it by force.
His five hooked claws glinted sharply, with a faint flash of light in his palm as he viciously grabbed towards Baili An's throat.
