Ba Kun said angrily, "If you have the guts, say it again!"
"Haha, what's the harm in saying it ten more times?" Xiaobao laughed loudly, and then said, "If you want to prove that the previous incidents have nothing to do with you, then bring Ba Peng and Baron out!"
"Kid, you think we'll come out just because you say so? What do you think you are?" Ba Peng roared furiously, pointing at Xiaobao.
"What do I think I am?" Xiaobao had long expected Ba Peng to react this way, snorted coldly, and said, "I'm the one who chopped off one of your arms. Do you believe that if you step forward now, I can chop off another one?"
"You..." Ba Peng's face turned ugly instantly, and then he felt a sharp pain on the arm that had been chopped off.
"Enough, Mr. Shui Jing, saying more is useless. It's true that the Black Witch Sect was at fault before, but since Grand Elder Banu is already dead, can't this matter end now?"
Ba Kun looked at Mr. Shui Jing standing opposite him and smiled faintly.
