"Please!" Lin Bai smiled calmly at Su Tingzong, his expression relaxed and composed.
Seeing Lin Bai's face so relaxed, Su Tingzong was very displeased. In the past, the Warriors who dueled him either showed fear and apprehension or bore a solemn expression.
No Warrior had ever dared to stand so calmly in front of Su Tingzong.
This made Su Tingzong feel as if he was being provoked.
Su Tingzong said harshly, "Are you provoking me?"
Lin Bai frowned and then said with a bitter smile, "When have I ever provoked you?"
Su Tingzong coldly said, "Ever since I, Su Tingzong, awakened the Martial Soul from the Sword Pavilion Clan, no Warrior has dared to stand before me without showing respect and awe!"
"Yet you, you dare to be so composed?"
Lin Bai was somewhat displeased, as Su Tingzong thought that his lack of fear and apprehension was provoking him. So, he retorted, "The face is mine, and I laugh if I want to. How does that concern you?"
