Lin Bai said with appreciation, "Thank you, Master, for your kind considerations."
"Please rest assured, Master, I will never surrender to the minions of the Giant God Clan."
"Fate presents itself in two outcomes - either the Giant God Clan perishes, or I do."
"And, as it happens, there are only three types of people in my world."
"One is family and friends. I will never point my sword at them."
"The second is those already slain by my hand …"
When he got to this point, Lin Bai paused for a moment.
Ling Tianzi asked, "And the third type?"
Lin Bai grinned, "The third kind are those I'm about to slay! Without a doubt, the Giant God Clan fall into this category."
"Hahaha, to have such a fighting spirit, you are indeed my, Ling Tianzi's, disciple!"
"Lin Bai, I eagerly await the day when the Sky-swallowing Clan reappears in front of the Giant God Clan after countless eras. It will indeed be a spectacle."
