Chu Yunfan's voice was like a great bell. It turned into a surging wave that swept toward Mount Qingyang. Countless birds were instantly alarmed.
Almost immediately, six disciples guarding the mountain were alarmed and immediately surrounded Chu Yunfan.
"Who are you?" the leader of the group, who looked to be less than thirty years old, asked with an unfriendly expression on his face.
"Is there something wrong with your hearing?" Chu Yunfan said with a sneer.
Seeing Chu Yunfan's unfriendly demeanor, the leader instantly became furious. "Kid, I think you have a death wish. Where do you think you are to be so impudent?"
"Impudent?" Chu Yunfan raised his eyebrows. "I'll make this short. I don't know what Qingyang wants to do, but I advise you to release my cousin, Chu Yunfei, before I get angry."
"You're Chu Yunfei's cousin?"
