"Heh heh."
The black-robed Xu Xiaoshou watched the Spirit Palace group and burst into laughter. Seeing no shortage of angry faces, his gaze immediately turned sharp.
"Looks like you really don't know what's good for you."
With a flick of his hand, the ground suddenly began to tremble.
Grains of sand and pebbles bounced, then burst apart into white sword aura.
"Pop, pop..."
In an instant, sword intent blanketed the sky and came crashing down head-on.
At once, every extraneous voice fell abruptly silent.
"Innate Sword Intent?"
A flicker of surprise crossed Su Qianqian's eyes.
She found this whole spectacle immensely entertaining.
Impersonating Little Beast Brother was one thing, but this person actually possessed Innate Sword Intent? Yet if he could accomplish that much,
why did he not even know Little Beast Brother himself?
Everyone turned to look at Xu Xiaoshou again.
Even Rao Yinyin retreated to the back at this moment, focusing all the spotlight on the young man before them.
"Heh, and you still say you're not the leader?"
The black-robed Xu Xiaoshou snorted coldly. Pointing a finger, sword intent crisscrossed through the void in every direction. "I'll give you one more chance. Get lost, or die?"
Threatened, Passive Value, +1.
"Oh ho."
Xu Xiaoshou was so annoyed he laughed.
Impersonating me was fine; it meant I was popular.
But I, Xu, didn't seem to have ever been this arrogant! If you ruin my reputation like this and word gets out, how am I supposed to live? Aren't you making enemies for me out of thin air? "Xu Xiaoshou, right?" he asked.
"That's right!" The man opposite raised his chin.
"If you're Xu Xiaoshou, do you know who I am?"
"You?"
The black-robed Xu Xiaoshou froze. "Just an ant. I, Xu, have no interest in knowing