"Li Bali, I think your brain must be waterlogged if you think for a second that I came here to meet my death," Wang Xiaoqiang chuckled coldly. "If I wasn't confident I could kill you, I certainly wouldn't have dared to come. But I admire your courage for showing up alone and unarmed."
Seeing that Wang Xiaoqiang had reached the Third Transformation of the Immortal in just a short period of time and had also made breakthroughs in Organ Refining, Li Bali couldn't help feeling a rush of astonishment and suspicion. However, he quickly reassured himself that Wang Xiaoqiang's strength still fell short of his own, Li Bali, and he thus dispelled his concerns with a sneer, "Kill me? You're not qualified yet."
"Bali, stop wasting words on him. Kill them so we can go back and celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival," Li Mei said, eyeing Yangg Ling with a venomous tone.