Lin Dong’s body faintly paused. A split second later, he slowly turned his gaze towards Xie Yan, who had some amusement in his eyes, as he spoke out in a flat voice, “Is there a problem?”

Xie Yan’s fingers were interlaced together, as he stared at Lin Dong with interest and replied, “I’ve received a piece of news two days ago. The Nefarious Bone old man of our Demonic Wind Cave had been unexpectedly seriously injured by you. Ha ha, I’m indeed very curious. Exactly what did you, a person at the initial Profound Life stage, rely on to achieve such a feat?”

“This seems to be unrelated to you, right?” Lin Dong’s eyes faintly narrowed as he responded.

“From a certain perspective, the Nefarious Bone old man is a part of our Demonic Wind Cave. Since you’ve injured him, you’ve hurt the face of our Demonic Wind Cave.” Xie Yan replied with a smile.

“Does that mean that you, sir, are planning to capture me as an apology to that old ghost?” Lin Dong asked with a smile. However, that smile had a fierceness that was akin to the sharp edge of a knife.

“You’re indeed a brazen person as the rumours...