Mo Lin's simple words sounded like a joke to Yuan Cao.
It was the funniest joke he'd heard in his life.
"What? What did you say?"
Yuan Cao not only disregarded Mo Lin's words but also began to scorn him.
"Did you all hear what this guy said?"
"He actually said he's going to kill us?"
"Brother, I didn't hear wrong, he said he wants to kill us."
"This is definitely the funniest joke I've heard in my life." One man laughed loudly.
"A dog dares to be so arrogant? Isn't it just a mad dog?" Another man followed up with ridicule.
This group of people didn't take Mo Lin seriously at all.
Mo Lin narrowed his eyes and took out the blue sword.
The sword stood vertically on the ground.
Seeing Mo Lin ready for battle.
Yuan Cao and his men didn't hesitate and summoned their contract ghosts.
Dozens of people surrounded Mo Lin, their contract ghosts stared intently at him.
With just a word from Yuan Cao, these contract ghosts would pounce on Mo Lin.
