"What right does this guy have?!"
"How does he know Elder He?!"
After boarding the Middle Grade Spirit Boat, Ye Xuan's complexion turned terrifyingly gloomy, wishing he could tear Ye Xuan to shreds.
That scene just now had stripped him of all his face.
However, the strength Ye Xuan displayed had made him cautious, preventing him from acting rashly, and he could only swallow the humiliation passively.
"You had better stop provoking him," said the Cave Master of Xuanmo Cave, giving Ye Xuan's Saint Heir a sidelong glance, speaking indifferently.
"Disciple pays respect to Master," the Saint Heir of Ye Xuan said, reining in his emotions and speaking respectfully.
The Cave Master of Xuanmo Cave nodded slightly and said, "Let the matter of today come to an end here."
"But..." The Saint Heir of Ye Xuan was unwilling at heart.
"There's no 'but' about it." The eyes of the Cave Master of Xuanmo Cave grew sharp as he spoke sternly, "Do you know what kind of background Elder He has?"
