After this man let out a panicked roar, Han Zhibao stopped and slowly turned around. However, his expression was not the same as before. That gentle smile was long replaced with a sneer!

Han Zhibao had a cold and cruel smile. He looked at the rogue cultivators who had not only come to the Wind Mountain Villa to eat and drink for free, but also wanted to leave with the free spirit stones.

This time, the skinny man wasn’t the only one who panicked. Even the slowest person realized that something was wrong.

“I’m telling you to follow me, so follow me. I originally thought of taking you all deeper into the mountain, where there is better scenery for you to all die. Since you’re all so impatient, then I’ll send you all off here. You all are so garbage that I won’t even refine you into spirit corpses.”

Han Zhibao spoke with cold intent, looking at the man that shouted earlier with killing intent.

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd began to panic.

“What does your Wind Mountain Villa plan to do!?”

“Hmph, we have...