Lin Qingxue also looked at Qin Wuyou as he was humiliated, her eyes filled with indifference and mockery. She sneered disdainfully. "Trash will always be trash. Even these Inner Sect Disciples can humiliate you now. Qin Wuyou, let's see how much longer you can keep acting so arrogant!"
Hearing Lin Qingxue's angry insults, Lin Fan smiled all the more happily. He took her small hand and whispered, "Don't worry, Qingxue. A beaten dog like him poses no threat to us anymore. Once the Disciple Grand Competition is over, I'll make him kneel before you and apologize!"
"For now, let's enjoy watching how this once high-and-mighty Holy Son crawls between someone's legs like a dog."
"Crawl through! Crawl through!"
"Qin Wuyou, crawl through right now! I've lived this long and never seen anyone crawl through another man's crotch!"
"Li Biao, this fellow doesn't seem willing. I say we loosen his bones for him first and help our former Holy Son understand his place. Letting a worthless dog like him crawl through our legs is doing him a favor!"
After receiving Lin Fan's voice transmission, the Inner Sect Disciples blocking the path all had murderous intent flare in their eyes, and they grew even more brazen.
Facing the Inner Sect Disciples' humiliation, Qin Wuyou looked toward Lin Fan on the distant raised platform.
One glance was enough for him to know that these men had already received Lin Fan's instructions.
"Very good! You've all given me reason to kill you!"
His gaze was icy, like a sharp sword. The instant their eyes met his, every Inner Sect Disciple blocking his path felt a surge of fear.
What's going on? Why doesn't this fellow seem like trash? Why does he seem more like a wild beast?
Li Biao, who had been the