Sun Jiubei's eyes were not as powerful as his senior brother's and since he did not open his Spiritual Eye, he could not stare someone into wetting themselves with fear.
The only thing was the deep-rooted fear the child harbored, presumably knowing something about their Jinxian Sect.
"Why are you afraid of my Jinxian Sect, and what have we done to you?" Song Yin asked.
His tone was very calm and carried a softness, yet the fear in the child's eyes did not dissipate.
Trembling under Song Yin's gaze, the child said, "The Jinxian Sect... the Jinxian Sect... are demons, you killed many of our Great Immortals, those Great Immortals were good people, and you are the bad ones."
"We are not demons! We are the slayers of demons, they are the bad ones!"
Sun Jiubei, indignant, retorted, "Everything we do is for mortals! As soon as we entered Beigao Country, we wiped out the Warrior Clan without leaving a single one alive!"
"That's not true!"
