Three burly men hesitated for a moment, then became furious!
Imagine being scared by a mere Third Rank Saint Emperor, if word got out, they'd be disgraced beyond belief.
In terms of cultivation realm, they were, after all, Ninth Rank Saint Emperors, just one step away from Ancient Supreme!
Far above the likes of Third Rank Saint Emperors who are akin to ants!
And their status? They were followers of Master Mo Yunsheng. Who is Mo Yunsheng? A scion of the Xuan Clan, nephew to the Clan Leader!
What kind of trash is Lin Fan? Daring to oppose them!
"Ant! What are you glaring at?! Keep staring and I'll gouge your eyes out!"
"We are followers of Master Mo! Messing with us means messing with Master Mo!"
"When I tell you to scram, you better scram fast! Don't tarnish my eyes!"
"Crafting a tiger saddle? You're insane, what right does an ant have to bark orders? Get lost, quickly!"
However.
Lin Fan remained silent, standing quietly before them.
