"Lin Wudi, you're too arrogant!" The old man's voice rose again, seven parts fury and three parts killing intent. "Do you really think you're invincible?"
"If you're not convinced, come out and fight me one-on-one!" Lin Mu snorted disdainfully, his words brimming with provocation.
The onlookers were left speechless. A duel? Who in their right mind would be insane enough to challenge him alone when two Grandmasters combined couldn't even beat him? Do they have a death wish?
"Hmph!" The hidden voice scoffed. There was a hint of apprehension in the sound, but the tone remained staunch. "I will remember this grudge."
"You who love to skulk in the shadows, get out here!" Lin Mu suddenly cracked a smile and made a grabbing motion toward a distant spot.
With a cry of alarm, a figure was yanked from a faraway mountain, flying through the air before splashing down into the water.
"How can it be him?" Atop Yueyang Tower, Master Zhang's expression changed, and he shot to his feet.
