Yu Qing's voice took everyone by surprise, and the cultivator sobered up instantly!
"Ha, this is the territory of our Xianqiong Sect. To offend a disciple of our sect, to disturb our peace, what should be the punishment!"
Yu Qing's expression was livid, and Chu Yi, seeing this, also breathed a sigh of relief.
This would at least give him some peace and fewer complications.
Wang Ran's face was equally livid, and he suddenly stood up with force.
He spit out viciously and stared intently at the cultivator.
The cultivator said coldly, "Is this the hospitality of your Xianqiong Sect?"
"Hospitality?"
Yu Qing hurried over, glanced at Wang Ran's injuries, and his murderous intent flashed!
"You come to our Xianqiong Sect, drunk and causing trouble. With the sect's grand ceremony approaching, I'd rather not encounter such nuisances, but looking at you, it seems you wish to escalate the situation!"
