Fu Xi's words were extremely venomous, almost as if cursing Ye Fan.
Ye Fan's expression was calm as he said, "Say whatever cruel words you want; they mean nothing to me. Do you really think that a little threat would have a big impact on me?"
"Heh, Ye Fan, I know you're being cautious now, not understanding many things. That's why you don't even have the courage to kill. If you still had some confidence, you wouldn't be like this, becoming a ridiculous coward!"
Fu Xi's words continued to mock Ye Fan, as if he was trying to anger him, but Ye Fan closed his eyes, as if he hadn't heard Fu Xi's words at all.
Xi He, Xuan Nu, Nu Ying, and Shun remained silent, as Fu Xi's status and ability were too high in their eyes. He was an unshakable deity to them, and no one dared to show disrespect to him.
Sang Yuan's status was even lower; she wasn't even qualified to speak at such occasions.
Only Ye Fan could confront Fu Xi head-on, and only Ye Fan, along with Pan Gu, was a match for Fu Xi.
