Lin Xuan really hadn't expected the Fifth Layer to be without a Floor Master. If a floor lacked a master, it meant one of two things: they had either died, or they had successfully challenged the master of a higher floor, leaving their original position vacant. He wondered what circumstances had led to the disappearance of the Fifth Layer's Floor Master.
"It seems you're not afraid of the Black Dragon Race at all. Aren't you worried they'll come looking for trouble?" Lin Xuan said calmly. In any case, he had no favorable impression of the Mo Qianji before him.
There was only one way to describe him: arrogant!
The disdain in his eyes was palpable. Lin Xuan had sensed it from the very first time he'd asked for directions. It was just a simple question, and how the other man chose to look at him was his business, not Lin Xuan's concern. But he hadn't expected to encounter such a freak, someone who acted as if the whole world revolved around him.
