"Damn it, that kid actually got away." Duanmu Bo clutched his chest, standing beside Duanmu Jinglin, his eyes venomously glaring like a Poison Snake in the direction Lin Mo had disappeared, "The next time I run into that kid, I'll grind his bones to dust."
"Isn't this shameful enough? Get out of here." Duanmu Jinglin turned his head, glaring sternly at the latter, and snorted coldly.
"Bro, you have to avenge me. Not only did he injure me, but he also disregarded you." Duanmu Bo's expression changed slightly as he spoke.
Duanmu Jinglin squinted slightly, "There's just over a month until the Seven Sects Tournament. I'll find an opportunity to give him a proper beating and let him understand the consequences of offending the Duanmu Family."
"I just didn't expect that kid to actually know someone from the Meng Family; otherwise... he surely wouldn't have left safely."
With that, Duanmu Jinglin's figure flicked and disappeared from where he stood.
