Hearing the laughter, Daoist Yuan Ling's face turned livid.
"Grand sect master, didn't you go to get people? How was it? When can we set off to destroy Kun Lun?"
"Yeah! We're ready to set off at any time! It's best to destroy this Kun Lun before this sect-opening ceremony. That would be fun, and Kun Lun would be a complete joke!"
The crowd burst into laughter again.
Yuan Ling's face turned livid. Suddenly, he raised his hand and slapped young master Yuan He, who laughed the loudest.
"Ah!"
With a scream, young master Yuan He was sent flying. He broke a pillar and fell to the ground.
Everyone was stunned.
"Grand sect leader, why did you hit me?"
Young master Yuan He covered his face with his hands, looking aggrieved.
"You still feel wronged! I'll beat you to death! He didn't learn well every day and only caused trouble for the sect! Do you know that you've caused a great disaster this time?"
