"Lin Xuan, how about we just let this go?" Feng Qingxue urged. "You should hurry and return the Wind Thunder Fan. Otherwise, they won't let you off the hook."
Lin Xuan laughed. "Don't worry. Even if they try anything, they can't hurt me."
Hearing this, Feng Qingxue was on the verge of tears. She felt that Lin Xuan was becoming far too full of himself.
Sun Tian and the others were furious. The boy's arrogance was infuriating.
Sun Hao said, "Senior Sister, it's not that we don't want to give you face, but this boy truly doesn't know his own limits. Just let us deal with him."
With that, Sun Hao and the other senior disciples prepared to surround and attack Lin Xuan.
Zhao Feiyan said, "Lin Xuan, I'm giving you one last chance. Don't be too greedy. Hand over the Wind Thunder Fan, and this ends here."
"Impossible!" Lin Xuan refused outright. "The Wind Thunder Fan is their compensation. I'm not handing it over."
