"Want to kill me? Too many people want me dead. I can't even count them all."
Jiang Ping An took out a teacup and slowly sipped his tea, utterly at ease.
Back when he had enemies, he could neither eat nor rest well. Now that he had so many enemies—Divine Light, the Heavenly Orchid Immortal Abode, and the like—he was no longer in a hurry. These two hundred years of peace had reshaped his state of mind.
Ma Kuo clenched his fists and glared at Jiang Ping An with resentment.
This bastard had made him wait two hundred years for nothing, only to show up now and say such things. He was clearly here to provoke him.
As a prodigy of the Divine Tower Weapon Pavilion, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?
"If you hadn't hidden inside your shop like a turtle with its head tucked in its shell, crushing you would have been easier than stepping on a bug!"
Leaning against the doorway, Jiang Ping An said mockingly, "Without the family behind you, you wouldn't even be qualified to speak to me."
These Immortal Second Generations always thought no one dared provoke them because they were powerful themselves. Little did they know that without the backing behind them, they would not have survived at all.
Seeing the mockery on Jiang Ping An's face, Ma Kuo flew into a towering rage. His red Daoist robe rustled as he said, "If you've got the guts, fight me in a Life and Death Battle! Do you dare?"
He was not only a Refining Master, but also a top combat prodigy who had mastered three Strange Fires. Back then, he had nearly entered Azure Branch Academy, and his combat strength was astonishing.
Jiang Ping An took a sip of tea and said