"Well," Daunting Spirit toughen himself up and narrowed his eyes in a challenging manner at White Bird. "Considering that he's still up and standing, I would've guessed none of those before me provided anything useful."
White Bird stared blankly at him. Her eyes void of any trace of emotions, making it incredibly difficult for him, or anyone for that matter, to discern what she's thinking.
Oh sh*t. Did he sounded too arrogant just now? Was that tone equivalent to a death sentence?
It may not for White Bird, but for these two not-so-gentle gentlemen beside him is.
"Care to repeat that, brat? Who do you think you're speaking to?"
"We need no one's charity work." Silent Death cocked his katana's blade on Daunting Spirit's chin. "If our boss desires it, Qilin's presence would permanently be erased. And so will you and your little group if you don't know how to hold your tongue back."