Lin Bai heard this and smiled. "Your father? Zhu Shang? Is his birthday coming up?"
"Perfect. I was just thinking of preparing a gift for him!"
After hearing this, Lin Bai pressed his lips into a smile, killing intent beginning to flicker in his eyes.
Zhu Lei said coldly, "That's like a weasel wishing a chicken a happy new year. What kind of good gift could you possibly give?"
Lin Bai chuckled. "This gift of mine will definitely astonish Zhu Shang, and it will surely shock all the heroes at his birthday banquet... This gift is the heads of you and Zhu Lie!"
"Take a guess—will Zhu Shang be surprised?"
Lin Bai said with a cold laugh.
"A mere ninth-level Yin Saint dares to spout such brazen nonsense before me, the Sword Paragon? What nerve!" Zhu Lei flew into a rage. His entire body trembled, and an overwhelming sword might spread outward.
Lin Bai was no weaker as he unleashed his sword intent. Radiant light and Rainstorm Intent swept over, colliding with Zhu Lei's sword intent. "I've never lacked courage!"
"Then let's see if you have the ability to back it up! You killed so many Zhu Family martial artists today without cause or grievance. You'll definitely pay a bloody price!" Zhu Lei roared coldly.
Lin Bai's expression turned icy. "Without cause or grievance? You should ask that of the disciples from those sects whom you sold to the Han Hai Demon Kingdom. Did they have some deep-seated hatred for you?"
"Zhu Lei is mine. The rest of the Zhu Family martial artists are yours. Leave not a single one alive!" Lin Bai said coldly to Nie Xiong and the others.
"Good." Nie Xiong answered.
"Senior Brother Dongfang, be careful," Jing Shu reminded him.
Zhu Lei said at the same