"'Supreme Demon Saber'?" Huo Lian murmured.
"Huo Lian, are you scared? Speak!" Pang Yi shouted.
He noticed that there had been no movement from Huo Lian for a while and felt rather puzzled, unsure what had happened to him.
Though he had said Huo Lian was scared, deep down, he did not really believe it.
How could an old bastard like Huo Lian be frightened by those few words of his?
Still, with so many experts on his side, their actual strength ought to make Huo Lian's heart pound with fear.
"Could it be that you came here mainly for the Supreme Demon Saber?" Huo Lian's voice rang out again.
Earlier, Huo Lian had merely been following Pang Yi's lead. He had only said that because Pang Yi had first demanded that he hand over the Supreme Demon Saber.
He had not given it much thought.
Now that Pang Yi had mentioned the Supreme Demon Saber again, he could not help feeling somewhat surprised.
Could they have sensed it when we started working on the Supreme Demon Saber?
"Hmph, we want your miserable life too. I've already made that perfectly clear," Pang Yi said with a cold snort.
"So that's how it is," Huo Lian said, somewhat enlightened. "It seems you know something about what's happening to the Supreme Demon Saber."
"That's right. I have a special means of sensing certain changes in the Supreme Demon Saber," Mo Pozheng finally spoke up. "Huo Lian, I'm warning you. You'd better not do anything to the Supreme Demon Saber. If it suffers any damage, I won't spare you."
"Mo Pozheng, you certainly talk big," Huo Lian said with a cold laugh. "From your tone, one would think you were the Demon Hall Master."
"Hall Master, that was not what I meant," Mo