"You think you deserve to make me kneel?" Lin Mo stared coldly at the opponent, a mocking curve edging his lips. Hearing this, Yuan Qing didn't erupt in rage; instead, he chuckled and said, "Good, I like your iron will, Junior Brother Lin. But even iron will can be broken, so let's see if your bones are tougher, or if my fists are harder."
The tense and confrontational atmosphere filled Liu Yiyi's pretty face with worry, as she anxiously said, "Brother Yuan Qing, it was my suggestion to trespass the Forbidden Land, and Lin Mo was brought by me. If you're going to punish someone, punish me. If Senior Brother Yuan is willing to let Lin Mo go, my Liu Family will surely reward Senior Brother Yuan double."
