"Agree with him first, and when we return, ask the Tower Master to take action. I refuse to believe the Immortal Martial Academy can protect him forever!" The middle-aged man with a big beard sneered inwardly.
However, before he could speak, Lin Xuan already said first: "As for you people, get lost! Don't loiter around in front of me!"
"You!"
The middle-aged man with a big beard shook with rage, his face turning livid. He hadn't expected Lin Xuan to dare to directly berate them and tell them to scram; this was a total slap in the face!
"Kid, you better think clearly. We are from the Purple Demon Tower." The middle-aged man with a big beard gritted his teeth, his eyes burning with anger.
However, Lin Xuan merely snorted coldly. His gaze suddenly focused, and with a wave of his palm, a massive hand of cold ice swiftly surged forward.
