"Ice Lake Sea? I've never heard of such a faction. How dare such a small, insignificant force come here to seek death?" Su Tingzong snarled through clenched teeth.
Ignoring Su Tingzong, Ning instead asked, "Which of you noble fellows left the wounds on my brother Lin Bai?"
Su Tingzong sneered coldly, "The six of us together. What do you want to do about it?"
When Ning heard Su Tingzong's arrogant words, he chuckled lightly, "Very well! My sword needs a reason to be unsheathed, doesn't it?"
"Now, I have that reason."
Ning's expression turned colder, and he swung his Iron Sword, pointing it at the six men, saying fiercely, "I hope you're far-sighted enough today to have chosen a grave for yourselves, because we of the Ice Lake Sea only care about killing, not burying!"
With that, Ning charged at the six.
He struck with his Iron Sword, sending a dazzling Sword Aura at them.
