Lin Hao hated being threatened.
Right from the start, Yi Lingchuan used the Mingyang Sect and Jin Chengdao to threaten him, so naturally he wouldn't be polite.
Jin Chengdao, now even his corpse is probably gone.
"Dead man?" Yi Lingchuan chuckled coldly, "Young Master Lin, it seems you are unaware of the prowess of my teacher. Once the old man becomes a dead man, I'm afraid you two will be so dead you couldn't be deader?"
Lin Hao's smile was not quite a smile as he couldn't be bothered to explain further: "Whatever you think is fine. In any case, you are not getting the sword back today."
A sharp gleam flashed in Yi Lingchuan's eyes: "I perceive you're also a talent from this year's Binhai University. I originally intended for you to hand it over honestly and let you join the Mingyang Sect as an Inner Courtyard Disciple. It seems you choose to spurn wine for punishment."
