"Senior Brother Zheng Yuhua, he's Lin Bai!"
One disciple pointed at Lin Bai and said.
At that moment, Lin Bai happened to brush past them, preparing to leave.
Zheng Yuhua looked up and shouted angrily, "You! Stand right there!"
Lin Bai heard him but paid no attention and continued walking.
"Take one more step and I'll break your dog legs!" Zheng Yuhua roared.
A hint of killing intent suddenly burst from Lin Bai's eyes, but he soon returned to calm. Turning back to Zheng Yuhua, he asked, "What? What business does Senior Brother have with me?"
"Were you the one who borrowed Extreme Shadow Step?" Zheng Yuhua strode over furiously and demanded.
"Yes." Lin Bai nodded naturally.
"Hmph, don't you know that this is the martial skill our Divine Alliance wanted to borrow? Are you looking to die?"
"Forget it. I'm going to Falling Goose Mountain Range to train today, so I don't want to fight. Hand over Extreme Shadow Step, then slap yourself three times. We'll consider this matter settled."
Zheng Yuhua spoke to Lin Bai with an impatient expression.
Lin Bai's expression turned displeased.
The Martial Arts Pavilion was originally a place where outer disciples could borrow martial skills to improve their cultivation.
But Divine Alliance warriors had seized it through cunning loopholes, and that already irritated Lin Bai greatly.
And Zheng Yuhua was even more ridiculous. The moment he appeared, he demanded that Lin Bai hand over the martial skill and slap himself three times.
How could Lin Bai possibly agree?
"Impossible!" Lin Bai's tone had already turned hostile.
"What did you say? Say that again!"
Zheng Yuhua glared, staring at Lin Bai like a ferocious fiend!
"I said it's impossible for me to hand over the martial skill, and even more impossible for me to slap