Surrounded by over a hundred Divine Guard Office elites, Yang Ling actually felt relieved.
As long as they did not keep sending experts like Fourth-Rank Grandmasters, he could handle even an Upper Fifth Rank.
"As an Upper Fifth Rank expert, why do you need to be so cautious against a mere Upper Sixth Rank like me?"
Yang Ling said unhurriedly:
"If your Department Master wants to see me, that's easy enough. Once my Spirit Pet finishes its bloodline mutation, I'll go with you."
The Upper Fifth Rank from the Divine Guard Office wore a faint smile.
"You have no room to bargain. Either come with me now or die now.
"Those are your only two options. Choose."
"Come over here and fight me one-on-one."
Yang Ling beckoned with a finger.
"If you win, I'll come with you immediately."
"Why would I fight you one-on-one?"
As though he had heard a joke, the man chuckled and shook his head.
"The Department Master said you've already killed quite a few of our Divine Guard Office experts this time. He told even an Upper Fifth Rank like me to be careful."
He paused. "See those Sixth Rank Powerful Crossbows in their hands? Their power is nothing to scoff at. How long do you think you can last against a volley from over a hundred of them?"
Yang Ling thought for a moment, then said resentfully:
"How shameless. You're an Upper Fifth Rank, yet you still threaten me with Hand Crossbows."
The man was unbothered. "You sect disciples are simply too naive. Someone this naive has no business roaming the Jianghu."
As he spoke, his body began to itch, and sores had already appeared on his neck. His eyes grew increasingly impatient.
"Enough. I can't stay here long. You have three breaths to decide