"Kid, are you insane? Do you have any idea who you're talking to?"
Yang Xiao's sudden appearance brought everyone's attacks to a halt.
Even the most ferocious attackers, Qin Tianyang and Yan Chihuo, stopped.
But when they saw he was just a seventeen or eighteen-year-old youth whose aura was only equivalent to a True Tier Cultivator, their faces turned as black as coal.
This was especially true for Zhen Dongyue, who had been eyeing Yue Lingxi earlier.
His expression was particularly grim because this youth had shamelessly claimed that she was his woman.
He immediately signaled to the weaselly-faced Elder Zhou with the goat-like beard, who shot forward and stood arrogantly before Yang Xiao.
He had a condescending, superior air.
And he berated Yang Xiao.
"If you know what's good for you, you'll surrender without a fight and offer the woman behind you to our Sect Leader. Otherwise, with a single command from my Sect Leader, you'll both die!"
