"Lin Chang'sheng, you've gone too far. Today, don't even dream of leaving here alive!"
Ding Changhai bellowed in fury; this Lin Chang'sheng was simply too arrogant, daring to disregard the sect leaders of the Three Great Sects.
Even if Lin Chang'sheng could slaughter Nie Buping, proving his overwhelming power, could he possibly stand against all three sects joining forces?
Yet in this moment, he showed not a hint of fear, not even the intention to flee.
"Lin Chang'sheng, did Sect Leader Nie meet his end at your hands?"
Jiang Yuyan's beautiful eyes flickered with intrigue; if this youth truly slain Nie Buping, his talent was indeed astonishing—in fact, greater even than Ling Wuji and Jiang Yukun in their prime.
"It matters not if you know. Not only did Nie Buping fall by my hand, but Jiu Wushang met the same fate! Are you here to avenge them?"
Lin Chang'sheng gazed at Jiang Yuyan, calm and composed as he spoke.
