As soon as Yuezheng Yan spoke up, Yuezheng Tong's face turned red with anger as he pointed at him fiercely. "You have no manners, you beast! Kneel before me."
"How can you speak like that, uncle?" Lu Xingyan frowned, his gaze fixed on Yuezheng Tong.
"My junior brother was just objectively analyzing the absurd logic in your speech, and even at his young age, he understands things better than you do," he retorted sternly.
"Who gave you the right to interrupt when I speak?" Yuezheng Tong immediately showed Divine Transformation's pressure, and attacked both Lu Xingyan and Yuezheng Yan with all his might.
"What's this? My disciple cannot even speak now?" A woman's voice came from the sky.
The white clouds were torn apart, and the blue sky cracked open with a fiery blade.
Xiao Qingge, dressed in red, tore through the void and stepped across.
