"I'm going to kill you. How dare you insult me like this?"
"D*mn it, what kind of skill do you need just to rely on the power of a magic weapon?"
The three of them cursed loudly, no longer as calm as before. Their words were full of vulgarities, only just stopping short of cursing Lin Mo's ancestors.
Unfortunately, the only response they got was another slap from Lin Mo.
Lin Mo only stopped when all three of their faces had been badly beaten.
"All three of you are idiots. Gongsun Wenhao and I are old friends, yet you don't know that."
He smiled as he stood with the Qilin and looked at the others.
The experts who had been brought here to cause trouble also had bitter expressions on their faces. The three strongest people had been crushed, so how could they be a match for him?
"Bang!"
Lin Mo ruthlessly kicked the three of them off the stage and handed them over to Zhao Tianyu.
