Lu Zhen looked at the people inside the formation with an amused glint in his eyes.
"So these guys... those old foxes wanted me to kill them personally?" He was inwardly puzzled, but upon seeing their sect uniform, he was pretty sure they were from the same faction.
"Who are you?" Liao Mao asked calmly, looking at Lu Zhen with a cold expression on his face.
"Oh, who do you think I am?" Lu Zhen questioned instead of replying, with a smirk on his face.
"We are disciples of..." Shang Luo was about to continue.
"Stop, junior sister," Liao Mao hurriedly interrupted her. "This woman is stupid," he cursed inwardly.
"Oh, I am sorry, senior brother," she hurriedly bowed with an embarrassed expression on her face.
"It's okay, junior sister. As a junior, everyone makes mistakes," Liao Mao nodded his head with a gentle smile on his face.
