"Cruel? Everything I've done is above board. Your brother attempted to ambush me with the Basde Ancient Spear that he used to kill a deity, how does that make you feel?" Xiao Chen's demeanor was very calm, as if he was discussing an ordinary matter, saying, "If you think it's cruel, then don't enter the cultivation world. Cultivation itself is a sad melody; when you kill others, you must be prepared to be killed."
You Lanmu was nearly ferocious in rage; all his brown hair was standing on end. His eyes, red as blood, spat out sinisterly, "I will use your heart and liver to sacrifice to Moka. The truth is, the one who had a premonition of holding the Basde Ancient Spear was me; it was I who wanted to kill you! Now, you must die!"
"On what grounds do you want to kill me? Can you kill me? Your brother has said similar things, and it seems that your destiny is bound to go the same way as his." Xiao Chen didn't need to talk tough, it was meaningless. Everything was hinged on action.
