Almost as Master Tao Yun was smirking arrogantly and about to threaten again, his second sentence was cut off before he could finish speaking.
This time, even Master Tao Yun himself was stunned.
He turned his head to look toward Box No.32, and upon seeing the youth inside who appeared to be only about twenty years old, the rage on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a sort of fear, as he chuckled nervously.
Without saying much, Master Tao Yun simply sat back down, and with a wave of his hand, a light barrier sealed the box as if nothing had happened.
This scene was extremely eerie.
Logically speaking, given Master Tao Yun's explosive temper and his arrogance, he should have been extremely enraged by such an insult.
But at that moment, he did not let out even a peep and just sat there quietly.
"What's going on?"
Su Han looked at Nangong Yu, "Who is in Box No.32?"
"The Master of Divine Oracle."
