The man and woman knelt on the ground, doubting if they were hallucinating as they looked at the scene in front of them.
Or perhaps, they hadn't awoken from their morning dreams?
This beast was an inner disciple of the Lingxiao Sect, how could he possibly be so afraid of others?
Yang Mudo asked, "Why can't it be me? This isn't your home nor is it the Lingxiao Sect's territory. If I come here, do I need to ask for your permission?"
Shi Chong retorted indignantly, "This territory belongs to the Lingxiao Sect! Since when did it not?"
Yang Mudao chuckled, "Upon hearing this, I'm even more excited. Tormenting a disciple of the Lingxiao Sect on the sect's own territory, just thinking about it brings me joy. You, a piece of trash, should understand this feeling, right?"
Shi Chong's face alternated between shades of green and white. He could clearly hear the mockery in the other's words. Yang Mudo was ridiculing him for being a house guest who insulted the host.