Ling Xiao's brow furrowed slightly. He had already guessed the reason for the trio's visit. 'Are they here to use me as cannon fodder?'
'Be it the Demon Realm or the Netherworld, they can forget about setting foot in my Shushan Sword Sect! It's not out of the question for me to help in a joint defense, but if they want me to be cannon fodder on the front lines... they can dream on!'
So, Ling Xiao asked a question that seemed completely off-topic. "Elder Sikong, what do people from the Demon Realm look like? Can they enter the Holy Sanctuary as well? If they can, couldn't you just kill them one by one as they arrive?"
Sikong Yang's expression remained unchanged, but Ximen Aotian, who stood beside him, stiffened slightly. He probably thought this young Sect Leader was more cunning than he'd expected, so his gaze toward Ling Xiao now held a hint of displeasure.
