After Lei Jingyun finished speaking, there was no response for a long time.
Startled, he looked up to see Wan Jianyi staring coldly at him with an indifferent gaze.
This made Lei Jingyun's heart tremble involuntarily, unsure what he had said wrong to incur such a cold stare from Wan Jianyi.
After a while, Wan Jianyi finally spoke coldly: "I, Wan, disdain to bully the few with the many!"
"Mr. Lei, if you are eager to avenge your brother, you may personally step forth and slay him. I, Wan, will not interfere!"
Hearing Wan Jianyi's words, Lei Jingyun's face turned as colorful as a Sichuan Opera mask, alternating between green and white, quite a spectacle.
At this moment, he felt utterly helpless in his heart.
In terms of cultivation and combat power, among the three, he was truly the weakest.
Not to mention Sword Saint Wan Jianyi, he couldn't even match up to Chu Jiang.
Now, even Chu Jiang had been severely injured by Li Chen.
