The young man beside the black-clothed martial artist heard Lin Ming's refusal, curled his lip, and muttered, "He really doesn't know what's good for him. Senior Brother is willing to take him along as a favor, and he still refuses. Just let him wait for death."
The young man's voice wasn't loud, but with Lin Ming's keen senses, he naturally heard everything clearly. He had suppressed his cultivation to the Early-Stage Organ Cultivation, partly to be cautious and partly to avoid attracting attention. After all, for someone his age to have reached the Bone Forging Peak was far too shocking.
Ultimately, these five Martial Artists were holed up in a small place and hadn't seen the world. They had no idea how many geniuses were out there.
