The middle-aged man held a small golden sword about a foot long in his hand, glaring at Chu Linfeng with utmost anger in his heart. For a dignified Daluo Golden Immortal stage expert like himself to be forced to use his lifebound magical treasure by a nameless nobody was simply a huge humiliation. However, at this moment, if he didn't use the magical treasure, he might not even survive.
He needed to hold on until the real experts from the City Lord's Mansion arrived, then his life would be safe. Although the City Lord's Mansion was near, it was still very easy to take a life quickly, especially with this boy who was like a killing demon. Immortals of the Golden Immortal Realm were no match for him, getting killed instantly, which was worrisome.
Chu Linfeng glanced at the small sword in his hand and smiled, "Is this your magical treasure? Its grade doesn't seem that great. I wonder how many moves it can withstand from me."
