"On the authority of the Daoyi Sect alone?"
A deeper sneer surfaced on Zhang Bin's face. He was no longer the Zhang Bin of the past. He had already reached the Initial Liquid Realm in his cultivation and had long prepared an Array Plate for a situation just like this.
At this moment, he deeply understood the meaning of the saying: A good man is bullied, a kind horse is ridden. It was because his fictional Taiqing Sect never sent any powerful experts to reclaim his Flying Sword from the Daoyi Sect. That was why they'd sold it and were now back at his door to bully him again. They wanted to push him to his death, to force him to submit to that bitch Hanbing Yun. All their reasons for punishing him were nothing but high-and-mighty excuses.
So, he couldn't even be bothered to defend himself.
"You have some nerve..."
