A violent killing intent enveloped the entire security room.
Lin Xiao looked at the two men before him, his expression impassive. To him, this supposedly fierce killing intent was nothing more than child's play. After all, they were merely Heaven Level Martial Artists, a world away from his own level of cultivation.
"Listen, I don't care who hired you," Lin Xiao said, his voice calm. "But I don't want to kill anyone today, especially not anyone from the Shura Hall. If you insist on courting death, then don't blame me for being merciless."
Lin Xiao was already showing the utmost goodwill. The Shura Hall was, after all, affiliated with the Martial Alliance. The head of the Martial Alliance was his own grandmaster, so in a way, these men were his own people. He was naturally unwilling to harm them unless they absolutely insisted on throwing their lives away.
