"It should be!"

Bairentu nodded and said in a deep voice, "I have contacted them. The people here are very good at skill, but their personalities are very cruel and vicious! To describe them in one sentence, they almost never regard people as human beings!"

"That's right!"

Lin Yu gritted his teeth hard when he heard this, and thought of the dozens of compatriots who were slaughtered, and his heart was filled with anger!

"What's right? Sir, why did you ask this suddenly? What's the festival with this meditation society?"

Bairentu asked in confusion. Judging from Lin Yu’s meaning, it seemed that there was a huge grudge against this cultivator.

Because Lin Yu didn't tell them about the Xuangang dagger, neither he nor Li Zhensheng knew what was going on.

Lin Yu's face was particularly gloomy, and he looked at the dark night outside the door and said coldly, "It's not just me who had a festival with him! The whole of China has a festival with them!"

As he said that, Lin Yu told Bairentu and Li Zhensheng about the same brocade on the Xuangang dagger.

"Damn, these miscellaneous people, I will destroy their cultivator one day!"

After hearing this, Li Zhensheng looked grim and pressed the chopsticks in his hand with his thumb, and said angrily.

"Sir, this deep hatred must be avenged!"

Bairen Tu also nodded coldly. Although there was no expression on his face, there was an endless chill in his eyes.

Lin Yu nodded without saying anything, thought for a moment, then took out his cell phone and sent a message to He Zizhen, asking when He Zizhen would have time and that he had important things to tell him.
Chapter completed!