As Shui Zhi spoke, he revealed two tokens with a flip of his hand.

“These are from two Blood Kill Camp students I killed three days ago. Do you know them?” Shui Zhi asked. The smile on his pretty-boy face would make anyone who saw it shiver uncontrollably.

Lin Xun looked over and confirmed that the two tokens were from Blood Kill Camp students. It was impossible to falsify the tokens.

Also smiling, Lin Xun casually wiped off the blood on his blade and remarked, “You seem to be rather proud of yourself?”

The two individuals were separated by only a hundred feet. Although they looked like two friends casually chatting, the atmosphere was strangely suffocating.

The miasma in the forest seemed incapable of enduring the suffocating pressure any longer and suddenly scattered in all directions.

“The stronger the opponent, the prouder I will feel when I kill them. These two were not worthy.”

Shui Zhi waved the two tokens in his hand as a smile blossomed on his thin lips, “Do you think killing you will make me feel proud?”

He kept the two tokens and began to toy with his bronze short-blade as killing intent stealthily...