"So you're just targeting small fry like me?" Lin Yifan asked.
"Exactly."
"How could you even admit that? A big shot in the Mysterious Immortal Realm scared of a little girl, I look down on you." Lin Yifan said with contempt, angrily accusing.
"Heh heh, kid, trying to provoke me? When I roamed the martial world, you weren't even born yet." The Desert Deep Cave Master sneered dismissively, then urged, "Let's go, follow me back."
"What do you want?" Lin Yifan turned his head, asking with some anger.
"Doing big things, of course."
The big shot raised an eyebrow, smilingly replied.
Seeing that ominous smile, Lin Yifan felt his skin crawl. Could this filthy and disheveled Yin Spirit Master be gay?
Thinking of this, he shouted, "Screw you, don't touch me, my spirit is pure."
He dared to be bold because he believed the Desert Deep Cave Master wouldn't take his life, at least not now, otherwise, there wouldn't be so much meaningless chatter.
