Unlike the excitement and astonishment the rest of them felt, the trio including Bai Jing only felt their hair standing on end as they stared at the approaching Lu Sheng.
Unknowingly, the previous laid-back atmosphere among them had thoroughly vanished. Especially when they recalled how the muscular hunk had been cleaved into two halves in one clean stroke by Lu Sheng. Even Bai Jing and Quan Huan, who were the strongest among them, were clear that they would not have been able to escape the same fate had it been they who were under those sabers.
"Sect Master Lu… do you really want to start a war with my Ashoka Manor? Are you representing Shangyang Family, or Crimson Whale Sect's stance here?" Bai Jing took two steps back and asked grimly.
Like a small mountain of muscle, Lu Sheng strode forward with both sabers in hand. Each step he took left a deep footprint behind. The thick carpet of grass was like a swamp under his feet, collapsing under his crushing weight.