Old Master Fang furrowed his brows and looked at Ren Feifan, saying, "What do you mean by this? You say release him and what becomes of Fang's Family in Xiangjiang? Do you really think that just because you've broken through to the True Path Realm, you own the skies of Huaxia? Young man, it's good to have strength, but being too arrogant can be fatal!"
"Release—he—now." Ren Feifan stated again, emphasizing each word, "My patience is limited, this is the last time."
As soon as he finished speaking, an elderly man suddenly stood out, scoffing, "Kid, I've long heard that the Saint of the Sacred Gate is extremely arrogant, not even considering the Huaxia Guardians or those old monsters as threats. Now it seems it's true! Do you know that the Fang's Family has grown into such a colossal entity in just a hundred years and even become the Emperor of Xiangjiang? Are you sure you're in a position to negotiate? If that's the case, let me personally handle you!"
