Su Xiaobai's brows twitched.
Now what?
Above him, a pale figure floated, his sunken eyes blazing with a hatred so raw it could peel flesh. His green robes fluttered in the wind, his aura shaking like a teacup in an earthquake.
Su Xiaobai's lips curled into a slow, lazy smile. "Another idiot who thinks he matters."
Before he could utter another word, two more figures descended from the heavens.
One was a slab of meat shaped like a man, his veins bulging with golden qi like he'd been binge-lifting celestial weights. The other was slim and sharp, a swordsman whose very presence screamed, 'My sword is longer than yours!' His predatory eyes drifted to Yu Feng, gleaming with the kind of hunger that earned restraining orders.
The pale man screeched, his voice as shrill as a banshee's. "Kill him for me, Brother!"
