Not Just One Young Lord

Upon hearing his words, the two men stood up and began to unleash their auras.

Seeing them approach, Xue Lengyi, the young lord of the Blood Clan, let out a furious roar.

"Don't forget, I am the Blood Clan young lord!"

One of them sneered and responded, "What does you being the Blood Clan young lord have to do with us? We only heed our master now!"

Earlier, they had been humble, trying to preserve their lives, but now they were resolute. Today, they would kill this man.

"Seeking death!"

Xue Lengyi would not simply accept this. He, the mighty Blood Clan young lord, could not be subdued by these two! His blood surged, and countless shadows of blood emerged, flashing in an instant.

However, the two men were completely unfazed, wearing scornful smiles on their faces.

"Just you?"