Very arrogant.
To demand that each of them destroy one of their own divided souls, and Fu Yue was to stay behind too.
Stay behind for what? Naturally to be killed.
However, Ling Han and his party had seen this kind of situation quite frequently, and could not even be bothered to feel anger. In any case, they could directly crush them if they were unhappy, so what was the point of getting angry?
Fu Yue, on the other hand, could not keep his cool. He was a standard young master. It would only be others that would be following his lead obediently in the past, and when had he ever been disobeyed? And now not only was there someone that dared disrespect him, they even wanted his life.
How could this not make him angry?
"What arrogant words, are you all even qualified?" Fu Yue scoffed.
The young man in purple robes showed a prideful expression. "I, Long Butian, have never failed to honor the words that I have said."