"My disciples, I can beat or scold, but others may not!"
Xiao Yi slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, his icy gaze fixed intently on Yang Yuhuan.
Yang Yuhuan's eyebrows were tightly knitted.
Those eyes, bright as the moon and deeper than the night, stared at Xiao Yi. His lips curled into a disdainful smile, "No wonder the Xiao Family looks down on you. It's that arrogance of yours, thinking you're above heaven and earth. Sooner or later, you will bring calamity upon the Xiao Family! Compared to Xiao Tianjiao, you truly fall short!"
Xiao Tianjiao.
The universally acknowledged number one prodigy in the history of the Great Qian Dynasty.
Despite Xiao Yi's impressive achievements, in the eyes of the public, he still wasn't considered comparable to Xiao Tianjiao.
Because.
In the hearts of most, they still didn't believe Xiao Yi could match up to Xiao Tianjiao.
Whoosh!
