Facing Song Bingyun's words, Tang Yi's eyes betrayed a sly smile, "Are you concerned about me?"
"Spit" Spitting teeth out of a dog's mouth!"
Song Bingyun spat and said angrily with a flushed face, "Can't you see what time it is? Still spouting nonsense!"
"After all, it's you who will be beaten later, and you'll deserve it!"
At that moment, she wished Master Lu would immediately thrash the hateful guy in front of her.
Yan Sufeng watched the Great Elder display his divine might and awe the whole audience. How could he let go of such a good chance to teach Tang Yi a lesson?
"Mr. Tang, you think you're pretty good? I'm not afraid to tell you that the Great Elder's realm is that of a minor grandmaster!"
"As long as you can withstand the Great Elder's three moves, we'll wipe the slate clean of our grudges."
"How about it?"
Liu Hong deliberately said angrily, "Yan Sufeng, what are you implying? You think Brother Yi is beneath your notice? Is a minor grandmaster that impressive?"
