As for Lu fan, the royal family and nobles of the peacock country did not know much about him. Perhaps they had heard that there was a young master Lu in the Great Zhou.
However, they had never seen this mysterious existence with their own eyes.
Thus, they cursed Lu fan angrily. They relied on their devotion to the Buddha and the courage brought by the Buddha to curse and vent their emotions to their heart's content.
The white-clothed youth did not refute and did not say anything.
He just looked at them quietly.
As he cursed, everyone fell silent.
The royal family and nobles of the peacock country felt an inexplicable chill. It was as if an iceberg had descended and thrown them into the mountain, completely freezing them.
Under Lu Fan's gaze, these people felt as if a big hand had grabbed their throats, making it extremely difficult for them to even make a sound.
"Are you even qualified to say that I'm a Sinner?"
