Father of Xiong Ba

You could tell from Shenxing Taibao's tone of voice.

He knew Ding Ling.

He knew him, yet he still dared to snatch Ding Ling's spoils.

Clearly, he had been brimming with confidence in his side.

However, the High Priest's sudden escape still left Shenxing Taibao as if struck by lightning, shattering his confidence!

"Purple-Clad Boss, if I join forces with you, can we defeat Ding Ling?"

Shenxing Taibao looked toward the white-haired man in purple beside him.

"Heh."

Purple-Clad Boss smiled faintly and chuckled.

"Shenxing Taibao, weren't you brimming with confidence, determined to dominate the Nine Provinces? It's only a Ding Ling, yet you're already afraid? With that attitude, you still want to rule the Nine Provinces?"

Shenxing Taibao's expression shifted slightly. His brows rose like blades as he was about to speak.

Ding Ling had already landed lightly before the two of them. He had heard the exchange between Purple-Clad Boss and Shenxing Taibao.

He couldn't help glancing at Purple-Clad Boss.

"You're Xiong Ba's father?"

"I never thought that after so many years of avoiding worldly affairs, you, Ding Ling, would still know of someone like me."

Purple-Clad Boss seemed slightly surprised, then chuckled.

"Since you know my reputation, you should know my temper. Ding Ling, I'm warning you. Don't oppose us. Otherwise, you'll die a horrible death."

"You?"

Ding Ling raised an eyebrow.

"As expected, you're part of an organization. Who is leading you?"

Purple-Clad Boss remained silent, but Shenxing Taibao coldly glared at Ding Ling.

"I already told you, no one in this world can order me, Shenxing Taibao, around! If you don't want to die, retreat a hundred zhang. Stop opposing us."

"Return the box to me, and I'll leave."

Ding Ling extended a hand and glanced expressionlessly at Shenxing Taibao.

"I unearthed the box. There's