Under Lin Zifeng's aggressive tone, Long Zaitian's old face slightly stiffened.
His thick sword-like eyebrows slightly knitted together, he smiled and said, "Kid, you should be filled with confidence. This is just a small trial. The living will always be strong, the dead, just those weaklings unworthy of sympathy. If you want to grow strong, you must have a ruthless heart."
"A ruthless heart? Like that guy earlier?" Lin Zifeng sneered and said, "If so, the day I get beaten to death, will the outcome be the same as that guy?"
Lin Zifeng's aura surged; he showed no fear toward Long Zaitian. In his eyes, even if it were the king himself, he'd still offend them today!
Long Zaitian gave him a deep look.
