"I know exactly what you're planning, and you still want me to call you Senior Brother? It's really amusing, isn't it?" Lin Feng said with a smile, his tone carrying a hint of mockery, as if he didn't take the two of them seriously at all.
"Oh really, daring to offend Senior Brother." One of them made a move directly, while the sinister man looked on coldly. The two had been at the Medicine King Pavilion for ten years, having opened the First Spirit Knot, which made them considered skilled, but their misconduct had left a bad impression on many Elders, preventing them from entering the Inner Sect.
Therefore, the two would often bully some new disciples harshly, venting their frustration. However, they were smart about selecting targets, usually picking fat sheep with no background.
And Lin Feng was just one of those, new to the place and without any backing, making him practically a heavenly gift of a fat sheep to them.
