"Young Lord Wind Fiend!"
Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes and sized up this member of the Devil Race.
The Devil Race member was also studying Lin Xuan.
Suddenly, he spoke. "Lin Xuan, you truly surprise me."
"What do you want?"
Lin Xuan asked with a frown.
The Devil Race member smiled faintly. "Allow me to introduce myself. I am Young Lord Wind Fiend."
Lin Xuan continued staring at him, seemingly uninterested in his identity.
"Hehe..."
Young Lord Wind Fiend chuckled carelessly. "Everyone wants to target you, myself included."
Lin Xuan nodded, an enlightened look appearing on his face.
Young Lord Wind Fiend still wore a smile. "But I can give you an opportunity. Submit to me, and I will ensure you remain safe and sound."
"So that's what you meant!"
Lin Xuan responded.
Young Lord Wind Fiend shrugged, his expression noncommittal. "What else could I mean? Did you really think I had nothing better to do than come looking for you?"
"You may be dazzling enough, but you are ultimately nothing more than a mere human. Your starting point and endpoint are practically set in stone. Even if you now stand above countless beings, you will still struggle to ascend the hall of the myriad races in the future."
Young Lord Wind Fiend displayed the Devil Race's arrogance to the fullest, surpassing Mo Wuya by who knew how many times.
Even Lin Xuan was astonished. This sense of superiority was truly unmatched.
"I don't have much time to waste with you. Now... answer me!"
"Will you submit or not?"
Young Lord Wind Fiend's voice continued to ring out.
"Hoo..."
Lin Xuan slowly exhaled, suppressing the complicated emotions in his heart.
Raising his head, Lin Xuan looked indifferently at Young Lord Wind Fiend. "I want to know—who gave you the courage