"What do you mean?" Just as the person finished his sentence, Fearless' expression turned gloomy.
From the moment this fella appeared to the moment Darknorth Fisher was killed, it seemed that he was out to make them an enemy. If not for the fact that he was holding onto the King of Beast Dijun's head, the Quan Zhen Sect wouldn't waste time talking to him given their temper.
At this moment, this fella kept holding on to the head which proved his intention. He was either trying to pick a fight with them or trying to extort them.
Coincidentally, these were one of Quan Zhen Sect's favourite activities. Now that the tables had flipped, Fearless and co. had a taste of their own medicine.
Of course, if Quan Zhen Sect could do these to others, they had no right to stop others from doing it to them. This was how it worked in games. Everything was dependent on a person's ability. If you agree to bet, you must accept loss. If you're unwilling, be prepared to die.
