Obviously, these two didn't take Li Zhirui seriously at all.
"Who gave you the confidence to come looking for trouble with me?" Li Zhirui curiously sized up the pair. Based on the faint pressure they exuded, they were hardly a threat.
Although the cultivation levels of the two were the same as his, both at the mid-stage of Integration, they seemed to have been through a battle before arriving. Their mana had been noticeably depleted, and they likely carried injuries.
Li Zhirui himself still retained over eighty percent of his mana. With his stash of Precious Pills at hand, he had no fear of these two.
"What kind of thing do you think you are? We brothers are giving you face here. If you have any sense, leave now. Otherwise, losing your life won't be so pleasant." Black Mask remained arrogant.
"There are always people who don't know their limits."
