"What did I say?"
Yang Zhen looked at the elder with a bewildered face, murmuring to himself, "No wonder that damned cat said those who sleep for ten thousand years are prone to sleep themselves stupid—it really is true."
Boom—!
A wave of terrifying energy burst forth from the elder, like a roaring sea, causing the complexions of everyone around to change drastically. They hastily retreated hundreds of feet just to barely withstand this momentum.
The elder's expression darkened as he stared at Yang Zhen and said, "Boy, out of respect for your seniors, I am giving you a chance to explain yourself. You'd best come up with something that satisfies me, or else, despite the consequences of offending my seniors, I'll still have to teach you a lesson."
The damned cat came up to Yang Zhen with a peculiar expression and whispered, "Kid, are you okay? You start with insults?"
