Watching Xu Zimei approach step by step, the man with black hair and the elder in green garments both showed a slight change in expression.
"Who exactly are you?" the elder in green asked earnestly.
"What does it matter if you know? Do you think you can leave here alive today?" Xu Zimei said indifferently.
"What good does killing us do for you? Do you want to make an enemy of the Heaven Tiger Empire?" said the elder in green.
"Better to let us go, and we can consider this matter settled."
"You're mistaken, what if I make an enemy of the Heaven Tiger Empire?" Xu Zimei said with a faint smile, shaking his head.
"I don't even take your Luochong Tribe seriously."
"Kill or slash, why all this nonsense," the black-haired man said coldly.
His demeanor was calm, and he looked at Xu Zimei with some disdain, not caring about life or death.
Xu Zimei smiled but did not speak.
Spiritual energy surged through his hands, and pitch-black Demonic Qi burst forth.
