"Hehe, with Hai Wuxin taking action, that kid is definitely dead."
"That's for sure! Hai Wuxin is a Late Stage Two-star King, terrifying in strength. No matter how strong that kid is, he can't possibly stop him."
"Hmph, let him be arrogant. Let's see how he dies in a moment!"
"Daring to go against us, this is his fate!"
The few kings who suffered losses earlier were now gloating, clearly confident in the red-robed man's ability.
"Who are you? Do you dare to stop me?" Lin Xuan frowned, "Is it something you can touch?"
"If you're not convinced, do it, don't just talk big!"
Lin Xuan felt no fear.
"Good! Good! Good! Kid, it seems you truly don't know how to live!" The red-robed man Hai Wuxin was truly enraged.
"According to cultivation, I don't want to bully you. But since you're clueless, I can only suppress you." Hai Wuxin said coldly.
"So much nonsense!"
Lin Xuan sneered, directly picked up that bowl of soup, and handed it to Murong Qingcheng and others.
