At this moment, Lin Ping'an looked at the people in front of him, his expression as indifferent as ever.
Yet deep in his eyes, although a strong killing intent flashed by, his tone was unusually calm.
"One... two... three... lucky me, to find five beasts here."
"Speak up! How do you want to die?"
Hearing these unabashed words, the few people trembled all over, quickly circulating their Qi and blood to sense their surroundings.
The next moment.
Their faces inexplicably showed some confusion, and their expressions gradually turned peculiar.
Nothing... nothing... still nothing...
After scanning several times, they still found no danger.
Within their sensory range, there was only Lin Ping'an, this First Grade Early Stage Martial Artist's Qi and blood breath.
Aside from that, they sensed nothing else.
The few exchanged glances, without speaking, but reached the same consensus through their eyes.
There was no ambush outside, the little beast not far away was just fooling them.
