Xiao Feihang was stunned for a moment but then burst into raucous laughter:
"Ha ha ha... Kid, you're really cracking me up! Kill me and Uncle Wei?"
"Even if you were to practice Martial Arts for another ten years, you wouldn't have a chance to kill me or Uncle Wei!"
Lin Mo glanced at him indifferently, his face utterly cold: "Is that so? Whoever Lin Mo wants to kill, Lin Mo kills!"
With that, Lin Mo walked towards him with his hands clasped behind his back, his eyes exceptionally icy.
"Damn brat, you think you can kill me? Dream on! Uncle Wei, kill this little punk right now!"
Xiao Feihang's face flushed with extreme fury as he roared at Lin Mo.
Lin Mo's eyes grew slightly colder as he took a step forward.
"Young man, don't you think you're a bit too full of yourself? Do you really think I, Wei Ju, do not exist?"
"Killing whoever you want? On Sunset Mountain, it's the first time for me, Wei Ju, to hear such arrogant words!"