"Who?"
Swish!
At this moment.
Everyone looked over simultaneously.
And the Withered Bone Ancestor, Wu Yurong, and others were visibly displeased.
They saw.
A handsome young man sitting in the corner, watching them with a half-smile. Beside him, Lu Yanwu, Sea of Zhou, Zheng Jiuling, and others looked very tense.
"Who is he? How dare he speak up at this time, isn't he afraid of death?" someone sneered from the crowd.
Someone nearby frowned slightly and whispered: "Judging by his attire, he should be an elder from Taotian Palace. But even Li Yixing, the Three-star Elder, couldn't withstand a casual blow from the Withered Bone Ancestor, what good would it do for him to stand out?"
Others shook their heads repeatedly, thinking inwardly:
"Does this kid have a screw loose to dare stand up at this time? These four titans of the Extreme North are far beyond what you can provoke?"
Ding Fuhai was also flabbergasted.
He hadn't expected.
