"Ning Changjie!"
"I've finally found you!"
Xiao Yubo's furious roar took Ning Changjie by surprise.
Though Xiao Yubo had brought quite a few people, Ning Changjie didn't care in the slightest.
Ning Changjie shot a contemptuous glance at Xiao Yubo and the Tianjian Peak disciples behind him, a mocking smile curling his lips.
"I wondered who it was. Turns out it's Xiao Yubo, the chief senior disciple of Tianjian Peak."
"Long time no see. Your voice has certainly gotten louder over the years."
"What is it? Have you brought your Tianjian Peak disciples here to surrender?"
"If you beg me, perhaps I'll be feeling generous and consider putting in a good word for you."
Hearing Ning Changjie's words, Xiao Yubo sneered and asked, "Was Zhang Jin, a disciple of my Tianjian Peak, killed by you?"
"Zhang Jin?"
"Never heard of him."
"But... I did kill one of your Tianjian Peak disciples some time ago."
"But you know how it is. Nobodies like that aren't worth remembering by name."
"What? Your Tianjian Peak disciples can't be killed?"
"He was just an ordinary disciple. It's not like it's a big deal."
Ning Changjie didn't take Tianjian Peak seriously at all. In his eyes, Tianjian Peak had spent all these years too afraid to even utter a peep. So what if he really had killed one of their disciples?
Did Tianjian Peak really have the guts to go to war with Haojian Sect on the strength of one peak?
What a fool's dream!
"Good!"
"Glad you admit it!"
Xiao Yubo glanced at the other disciples behind him and said gravely, "Leave Ning Changjie to me. The rest are yours."
"Remember, leave no one alive. Kill them all!"
"Yes!"
With that, Xiao Yubo charged at Ning Changjie, sword in hand.
Seeing Xiao Yubo take