"You're not much of an official, but you sure put on airs, heh..."
The mockery, contempt, and disdain in his words were completely undisguised.
Ever since Xu Shenzhi's engagement was broken, he had become a laughingstock within the Iron Sword Sect. Li Xuanche had always looked down on him, and now, seeing him act like a worthless upstart, he couldn't resist a taunt.
"You—!"
Xu Shenzhi flew into a rage. The Cyan Furnace Sword at his waist slid half an inch from its sheath with a CLANG, revealing a flash of cold light. Killing intent flared in his eyes.
"What?"
Li Xuanche finally lifted his eyelids to glance at him, the corners of his mouth curling into a mocking smirk.
"Does Junior Brother Xu really want to fight me? Tsk... Go back and train bitterly for a few more years. Maybe when you get lucky enough to step into the Innate realm, you'll have the right to stand before me and speak."
"Who do you think you are, daring to challenge the authority of the Jingwu Bureau here!"
