His two followers hurriedly stood behind him, and a huge pressure came from their bodies. The aura of the mystical Grandmaster realm suppressed the Lieutenant and the other jailers.
The Lieutenant and the others resisted with all their might against this massive aura.
But under this pressure, he was still no match and was forced to retreat.
Some of the jailers were even forced to kneel on the ground.
"Who gave you the guts to act so atrociously in the Imperial prison?" Xiao ran said coldly.
He stood up from his chair and walked towards them.
Lin weiyong sneered, his face full of mockery.
"I gave you face, but you didn't want it! Who Do You Think You Are? He's just a little silver sword guard, and he's trying to persuade you with kind words. Do you really think you're some Big Shot?"
Xiao ran's expression was very cold, and his eyes were frosty.
"You'll know soon enough. "
"Impudent!" The two followers stepped forward and were about to make a move.
