Lin Bai was truly a bit angry. He had spent an entire afternoon crafting the wooden door, all handmade without using any spiritual power assistance.
Every piece of wood, every cut, was meticulously carved by Lin Bai himself.
He had just put it up, not even fifteen minutes ago, and now someone had crashed it apart again.
How could Lin Bai not be angry?
If Lin Bai had used spiritual power to create this door, perhaps he wouldn't be so furious.
After smashing the door, Elder Meng carried himself with the demeanor of a wise master, disdainfully looking at Lin Bai as he stepped through the wood debris and entered: "Are you the fool who dares offend Master Yu?"
Before Elder Meng could finish speaking, Lin Bai's eyes flashed with a coldness, and he said icily: "I just hung up the new door, yet you've broken it again!"
"You have a lot of nerve!"
"Lin Ye, slaughter them for me!"
Lin Bai gritted his teeth and whispered.
