The young officer was looking at Li Wenli with ill intent, "A little practice is fine, but if you lose, both of you must stay behind to serve us."
Li Wenli hooked up the corner of his mouth, "If you want to taste the torment of a thousand cuts and the extinction of your lineage, I don't mind at all."
Upon hearing this, the man immediately glared with cold, hostile eyebrows, and the sword at his waist flashed out with a whoosh.
"Fox, that's not acceptable."
"Please forgive me, Superior Officer, the kid is young and doesn't understand the gravity of his words. Please, raise your noble hand and do not stoop to his level."
Just as Li Wenli was rolling up his sleeves, ready to teach this group of young brothers a lesson, the Death Valley companions around him sensed something wrong and stepped forward to obstruct.
"Whoever dares to intervene, I'll deal with them first!"
"Try me if you dare!"
