"Is this... knowing you'd lose in a fight against Master, you kidnapped my people to make yourself look impressive?"
Beiting Huang's mouth had never spared anyone, and with this remark, even the faces of those from Iron Wind Mountain couldn't maintain their composure, and they turned their faces away.
Elder Iron Fist was furious to death and felt that the Feng Shi he was holding had become a hot potato. If he let go now, it would seem like he was truly afraid of Beiting Huang. Therefore, he tightened his grip and wouldn't easily let Feng Shi die, "Young Lord Zhang, you came with our Young Lord to snatch the Fire Flower, and you are alive and well now, but where is our Young Lord?"
Once the identities of Elder Iron Fist and the others were revealed, Beiting Huang knew the origin of this person. He glanced at Zhang Xi, warning him to stick to the script he was taught earlier, without a single mistake.
