Li Dao had just drunk a cup of wine when a youth stood straight up and stared at him. "I heard you killed a follower in front of the mountain gate, but you merely relied on a sneak attack. Let me test just how much you're worth!"
The youth was about sixteen or seventeen. His status was naturally lower than that of Yun Xi and her companions, but now he stared straight at Li Dao, his eyes brimming with provocation.
"Exactly. A fellow who only knows how to launch sneak attacks-even being around him makes me afraid of getting stabbed in the back!" the blue-haired youth said. Clearly still nursing a grudge over what had happened at the foot of the mountain, he chimed in with repeated sneers.
Li Dao's expression remained utterly calm, as though he were watching two clowns capering before him.
With a faint hum, he gently set his wine cup against the jade table, immediately sending out ripples.
"You've provoked me again and again. Do you truly think I'm someone you can push around?"
"If you don't need my help, I'll get up and leave."
Beside him, Shi Hao's expression also darkened. He stood up as well, looking ready to leave with Li Dao at any moment.
In a place like this, retreating half a step would make people think you would retreat a full step.
Li Dao's gaze passed straight over the two youths and pierced toward the leaders of the major factions seated at the head of the table.
Having come here together, he and Shi Hao were in the same boat, and Shi Hao had the Willow Deity backing him. So what if this was the Primordial Divine Mountain? He felt no fear whatsoever.
"A misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding. Young friend, please