The six people, hearing Ling Tianyu's words, found them to be a complete non sequitur, but that wasn't important. What mattered was that this man brazenly claimed he had taken a liking to it—truly arrogant.
They swore to slay the Tri-Beast and integrate it into artifact refining, thereby inevitably upgrading the weapon's level and potentially its power.
"Kid, aren't you being a bit too arrogant?" The six looked at Ling Tianyu and said, "What do you mean you've taken a liking to it?"
"Do you not know the word for death when you try to snatch it from under our noses?"
"What do you mean by saying I've taken a liking to it?" Ling Tianyu stroked the feathers at the neck of the Tri-Beast, without even turning his head, and said, "If I like it, then it's mine. Do you have any objections?"
"So arrogant!" Seeing how assertive Ling Tianyu was, the six scoffed coldly. He really was supremely arrogant. They reckoned this person didn't know the word for death.
