Just as the fists of the two People of the Ling Clan were about to land on Lin Mu, he opened his eyes.
"Why seek death..."
Not a question, but a statement.
Ling Huayu waved his hand, signaling his clan members to step back, and swaggered over to Lin Mu.
"You're saying I'm seeking death?"
Ling Huayu grinned widely as if he'd heard something amusing.
"What thing, a mere Wind Clan person who is only fit to be food, dares to..."
"Leave now, and I can pretend like nothing happened."
Ling Huayu's words were cut off halfway, coldly interrupted by Lin Mu.
Ling Huayu paused, wiped the smile off his face, and looked at Lin Mu in surprise.
"Interesting, you Wind Clan person seem different from the others..."
Ling Huayu first praised him, then laughed coldly: "But what's the use, believe me, if I kill you now, those Ghost Realm Guardians won't say a word!"
