Lin Qian's tone was calm, as if mentioning killing these three members of the Flowing Gold Clan was as easy as talking about slaughtering three Soul Beasts.
"Brother Lin, are you planning to attack those three?" Even though Lin Qian's tone was calm, to Wei Changming it sounded full of killing intent.
The Flowing Gold Clan has always been famously difficult to deal with among the thirty-six realms of the Southern Dipper.
Instead of retreating, Lin Qian advanced and even said he wanted to kill the three members of the Flowing Gold Clan.
"In this garden, you haven't killed enough Soul Beasts yet, and I've only gathered a little bit of Spiritual Medicine and Spirit Wood. Clearly, we'll be staying in this garden for quite some time," said Lin Qian, with a cold expression. "In that case, we should just eliminate any outsiders who disturb us."
"Besides, will you hand over the Grotto Heaven Soul Device? If not, do you understand what the Flowing Gold Clan will do?"
