Heavenly Prosperity Hall · Upper Floor.
o(*≧▽≦)ツ┏━┓Smack!
Yun Yao laughed so hard she kept slapping the table. She had long known that Lin Heng loved stirring up trouble while wearing Ye Tian's skin; now he was not even pretending anymore, only taking advantage of Ye Tian not being here.
"I'm dying. That dog Lin Heng still wants to screw Ye Tian over, same as always. Anyone who didn't know better would think he and Ye Tian were truly beloved friends and dear family. Hahaha... I'm laughing myself numb!"
Laughter was contagious. Even Mu Liuxi, who was always icy and rarely smiled, had the corners of her lips curve upward.
"(* ̄▽ ̄) Junior Brother really never misses a chance to make you a laughingstock, huh!"
"(′?ω?) F-fighting! They're fighting!!" Little Senior Sister hurriedly grabbed the person beside her and cried anxiously.
"First the Dugu Clan, then the Ye Family—why don't you bring out the Royal Clan too? Even if the Heavenly King himself came today, you would still die!" Leng Qiansha roared, drawing the sword at his side. Its blade glimmered with an eerie chill; clearly, it was a treasured sword tempered with special materials.
In his eyes, Lin Heng bringing up his background again and again was nothing but putting on airs because he feared death.
For someone who did not dare face a battle head-on, even killing him would be no fun.
The Nine Heavens Sword flashed out and easily dissolved the Sword Qi. Lin Heng put away his teasing expression, his gaze turning calm as he said, "Leng Qiansha, you don't really think I'm afraid of you, do you?"
"You were the ones comparing backgrounds. When you couldn't measure up, you blamed me instead? Today, let me see just how much power an exalted Nascent Soul Realm cultivator's