The Ever Reliable An Lin

An Lin looked at Da Bai, who was lying feebly on the ground, before turning to the elder underfoot with a thunderous killing intent in his eyes.

The elder with the dismembered arm was still howling in anguish while the elder underfoot was trembling from fear; he was too scared to even utter a single sound.

"You sounded pretty convincing just a minute ago! Why don't you repeat what you just said?" An Lin asked in a cold voice as he glared at the elder underfoot.

"I… I was wrong. Please spare me, Senior…" The elder on the ground had lost all his spunk as he looked up at An Lin with shock and horror on his face while his body trembled uncontrollably.

"Three men bullying a dog, and you taking pride in doing so? Don't you know that Da Bai is our sect's mascot! Huh?" An Lin stepped down, and the Heavenly Demon Sect elder's internal organs were instantly pulverized as a resounding crack reverberated through the air.