"Xiaohu, don't be reckless!"
The elder of the trio chided him with a serious expression.
"The man and woman next to him are Jiang Tianshan and Blood Rose. Both of them are Grandmasters; they're not to be underestimated!"
But Xiaohu just scoffed. "So what if they're Grandmasters? Grandmasters from the Mortal Realm are like ants in our eyes, easily crushed. They've probably recognized who we are and are coming to suck up to us."
"Not necessarily. Jiang Tianshan and the woman are one thing, but this young man... he's like a divine blade drawn from its sheath. He gives me an extraordinary feeling." The elder's expression was grave as he looked at Lin Han.
"Elder Mu, you're overestimating him, aren't you?" Xiaohu sneered. "I could kill a piece of trash like him with one punch!"
"Believe it or not, I can make him kneel before me in a second!"
Elder Mu's expression changed, and he snapped, "Xiaohu, Ancient Martial Clans do not act lightly. Don't you dare break the rules!"
