The one who sneered was Nero, and that untimely voice came from Di Xin. Facing the three opponents standing before him, Di Xin spoke coldly: "Heh, heh, heh, I once heard my teacher say that the Investigation Office is just an appendage of the Daoist Realm, a puppet not to be feared. At first, I doubted it, but now I see it's true. Clearly unrelated to themselves, yet they fight tooth and nail to seek attention. Pei Yan, you consider yourself strong, do you enjoy being a dog to others this much?"
"What did you say!" Pei Yan didn't need to be angry, as Ning Quanchen, who had unsettled grudges with Di Xin, stepped forward and shouted sternly: "This is the Daoist Realm! Not a place for your Blood Fiends to run wild!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk!" Di Xin took two steps back and exchanged a glance with Ivan, laughing as if frightened yet provocatively: "Ah, it's my fault for being talkative! Insult someone's master, and the dog gets anxious!"
