Wang Weijun and Li Chen dodged the Sword Qi.
Both of them turned to look at Xiao Mo, their attention drawn to the Jade Token at his waist engraved with "Blood Sin Peak." Their brows furrowed.
"I was wondering who was so reckless. Turns out it's the bastard disciple of a bastard master." Wang Weijun sneered, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Do you have any idea who we are?"
Xiao Mo's expression didn't change. He just calmly sipped his tea and replied, "Blood Demon said I don't need to know who people are. I just need to be able to cut them down."
"Such arrogance!" Wang Weijun's eyes narrowed, a chill in his tone.
Li Chen chimed in with a laugh from the side, "Brother Wang, why waste so many words on him? Just chop off his limbs, turn him into a human torso, and throw him back to Blood Sin Peak. Let's see what kind of face that Blood Demon will make!"
"Excellent! We'll do as Brother Li says!"
