Covered in blood, Lin Yin rudely pushed Song Shurun aside and walked up to Qi Ming.
The Golden Rain Cone was hovering less than half an inch from his forehead, buzzing and trembling. If Qi Ming's Elemental Power or spiritual power fluctuated even a little, Lin Yin would be shot in the head. But Lin Yin wasn't afraid at all; his sinister eyes were fixed on Qi Ming as he grinned.
"Ha. You, the Pro-rebellion Team, are truly useless. The Array Flag is within reach, yet you pulled the wrong one—what a bunch of trash!"
Qi Ming frowned. What was Lin Yin doing? Didn't he know that angering a talisman master could cause the talisman array to go out of control? This kid had a reckless tongue.
"I remember, before you encountered us, the Pro-rebellion Team was with Team Tianyi, weren't you?"
Lin Yin stepped back a few paces, standing with Song Shurun and Bai Ling, and spoke with a playful tone:
