Li Hai saw Lin Bai sitting alone at a table, drinking, and walked over unceremoniously. Without so much as a glance at Lin Bai, he slammed his treasured blade onto the table, emanating a sword intent of Second-Order Great Perfection that swept ten meters around!
"Get out!"
Li Hai said without expression, a composure that spoke of assertiveness in his voice.
This sword intent of the Second-Order Great Perfection was strong enough to make warriors of lesser cultivation spit blood on the spot.
However, as the intention swept over Lin Bai, it merely lifted a corner of his robe.
Lin Bai looked astounded when he heard Li Hai's peremptory command.
Just a moment ago, Lin Bai had been contemplating that if Li Hai had come over to drink, he wouldn't have minded making room for him. But given Li Hai's blatant rudeness, why should Lin Bai continue being polite?
After recovering from his initial surprise, Lin Bai lifted his cup, drank, and continued pouring wine into his glass.
