"He's Gu Chenfeng? Just a snot‑nosed brat?"
An Immortal Venerable expert sneered disdainfully, not taking Gu Chenfeng seriously in the slightest.
"Hmph, the Supreme Elder is making a big fuss over nothing, isn't he? Just a teenager like this, what threat can he be?" another Immortal Venerable expert said with contempt, treating Gu Chenfeng entirely like an ant.
"Haha!" The many Immortal Venerable experts couldn't help bursting into laughter.
They'd all been a bit worried just now, but the moment they saw Gu Chenfeng, that worry instantly vanished without a trace.
Xu Wu's old face was incomparably gloomy, but he didn't bother to explain.
Seeing nearly a hundred Immortal Venerable experts, Kuang Yunshan was scared out of his wits and asked in terror, "Young Master Feng, can you handle this many Immortal Venerable experts?"
In Kuang Yunshan's view, they hadn't come to kill today—they'd come to be killed.
