The eyes of the three from the Zenith Sword Sect swept over Marshall Morgan and his companions, finally stopping on him.
"Are you Skylark?"
The elder leading the group asked.
"Yes."
Marshall Morgan replied calmly; he wanted to see what their intentions were.
"Skylark, you've repeatedly opposed my Zenith Sword Sect and killed many of our talented warriors. Do you acknowledge your crimes?"
The elder's gaze was icy as he stared at Marshall Morgan.
"Acknowledge my crimes? For killing some pathetic scum from your Zenith Sword Sect, I haven't even bothered to dirty my hands, let alone admit to any crime. What crime is there?"
Marshall Morgan responded nonchalantly, not taking them seriously at all.
"You..."
