Hearing such harsh words, the expressions of Wei Tong, Fu Qiuchan, and the rest instantly sank while Yue Kun smiled coldly, "The members of the Sword Sect are really as arrogant and overbearing as the rumors say!"
Soon after, the several sword gleams disappeared and were replaced by four men in purple robes. None of them concealed the sword intent they released.
The leader was a young man with an indifferent expression. His sword intent was like a flood, and there was a single word 'first' printed on his chest. It was very eye-catching.
Wei Tong's gaze stopped before his chest for a few seconds, and then his pupils constricted slightly as he said, "You're Wang Yan from the Sword Sect's First Peak?"
"I didn't think that there would actually be someone who knows my name!" Wang Yan glanced indifferently at everyone, his brows filled with pride.
