'Who cares if you're the number one disciple? Take your high and mighty act somewhere else. Do seriously you really think you're all that?'
Clearly, no one had ever dared to speak to Yang Jie that way in the Friar Association. Whenever someone ran into him, they would obey him obediently and respectfully. Hence, this retort thew Yang Jie off balance for a moment.
When he regained his senses, Yang Jie's expression darkened and he lifted his hand, performing a sweeping motion.
A gust of wind swept towards Lin Jin.
It was an attempt to push Lin Jin aside.
Lin Jin felt the pressure. He was evidently no match for Yang Jie when it came to spell-casting. After all, one was a professional beast appraiser while the other was the number one disciple of the Friar Association.
And so, Lin Jin could only forcibly resist the wind.
Although the wind pressure was strong, Lin Jin managed to stand his ground until it finally passed.
