Han Xiaowen smiled softly, then walked towards the nearby ice rock, seemingly preparing something. Wei Ming and Luo Dao slowly approached Lin Mo, with Wei Ming curling his lips into a cold smile, "Lin Mo, don't think that winning the Seven Sects Arena Championship allows you to act arrogantly. We are brothers from the Inner Sect, and once you enter the Inner Sect, you'll understand
it's not as easy to stand out there as it is in the Outer Sect."
"And keep away from Junior Sister Han, she's not someone you can covet..." Luo Dao's eyes showed a sharp gleam as he spoke in a cold voice.
Lin Mo looked at the two in front of him as if he were looking at idiots. He could break their bones with a single punch, and he had no other intentions towards Han Xiaowen.
Were it not for Han Xiaowen's presence, the two would have wanted to teach Lin Mo a harsh lesson, making him understand the rules of the Mystic Realm Sect.
