A threat?
Lin Bai had not even shown his face, yet the Heaven-Sent Ones under him already had Zhao Ao in their grip!
Zhao Ao's face turned livid with rage, and his sword hand trembled nonstop.
He could not understand it. The Heaven-Sent Ones were the outsiders, and he could sweep a whole swath of them dead with one stroke. Why was he the one feeling stifled?
Even when the Setting Sun Sect had intercepted a large batch of Heaven-Sent Ones right out of his hands, he had only thought himself outnumbered. He had not felt this frustrated!
It was Lin Bai.
The scene of his encounter with Lin Bai that afternoon flashed through Zhao Ao's mind. His helplessness then had been exactly the same as now: all his martial strength, and no way to use it.
This was all Lin Bai's doing!
Without him, the Heaven-Sent Ones would never have become like this!
"Interesting." Peng Ze gave [Lao Mi] a meaningful look, then turned and smiled at Qingming. "Daoist, there won't be a fight now. Why don't we sit down for some tea too?"
With that said...
Without waiting for Qingming's response, he sat down beside Jiang Qingqin. A Beggar Gang disciple refilled his cup with hot tea. Qingming might be a Golden Core True Person, but his authority did not extend to the Medicine King Valley.
Qingming fell silent for a moment, then flicked his horsetail whisk. Without anyone seeing how he moved, he too was seated around the square table.
The Heaven-Sent Ones were Undying and Imperishable. Threatening them with force served no purpose. Better to settle down and see what they would do. He could not bear responsibility for driving the Heaven-Sent Ones into the arms of the evil factions.
Sun Lie of the Spirit Artifact