The white-clad youth seemed not at all surprised, glanced at the seven or eight experts outside and the four experts on the opposite rooftop, and smiled slightly, "Haven't you been looking for our Tianxiahui all this time? Now, here I am, what do you have to say?"
This kid is quite arrogant, doesn't he know he's already caught in a trap?
Everyone at the Yulong Pavilion is a divine archer, each capable of hitting their target every time. This is due to their daily training. I don't know where this silver youth got his confidence.
Li Qingmu also looked at him with a cold smile: "Are you planning to answer my question, or are you planning to poison yourself to death?"
Based on his understanding of the opponent, these people were all fearless brutes, who, when pushed to a dead end, would immediately poison themselves, not giving others the chance to capture them alive.
The white-clad youth sneered back, "It's not certain who will live or die!"
