Jun Xiaoyao didn't avoid the topic, but spoke directly.
As soon as he said this, all the cultivators present were stunned, then sighed inwardly.
As expected of the divine son of the Jun family, he dared to call the dragon son of the Ancestral Dragon's Nest a loach.
Dragon Haotian's ears weren't deaf, and he clearly heard Jun Xiaoyao's words.
His eyes narrowed slightly, flashing a hint of cold light.
The purpose of his visit this time was to irritate the Jun family, to trample the divine son of the Jun family under his feet at his ten-year-old banquet, and to spread the prestige of the Ancestral Dragon's Nest.
After all, previously, the reputation of the Ancestral Dragon's Nest had never been very good.
The incident where Jun Wuhui, at the realm of a sage, tore apart a quasi-supreme being of the Ancestral Dragon's Nest with his bare hands, had made the Ancestral Dragon's Nest a laughingstock in the Huang Tian Immortal Realm.
Although no force dared to discuss it in front of people from the Ancestral Dragon's Nest, they were all mocking the Ancestral Dragon's Nest behind their backs.
Therefore, Dragon Haotian also wanted to retaliate, to trample the descendants of Jun Wuhui under his feet.
And Dragon Haotian had this confidence.
He had fused with a dragon element, and although he hadn't fully refined it, it was enough for him to stand at the peak of the younger generation.
Except for a few supreme geniuses, he feared no one.
With Jun Zhantian's tacit permission, the guards of the Jun family did not stop Dragon Haotian and his group from entering.
Besides Dragon Haotian, some young geniuses from the Ancient Royal Clans also followed.
Although the Ancient Royal Clans were slightly weaker in foundation compared to the Ancient Imperial Clans, they were still top-tier forces.
Unlike Dragon Haotian, these beings from the Ancient Royal Clans were still a bit nervous.
After all, as an Ancient Family, the Jun family had a reputation and was considered one of the most famous and prosperous Ancient Families.
Their actions were equivalent to provocation, and it would be strange if they weren't nervous.
However, with Dragon Haotian in front of them, these beings from the Ancient Royal Clans calmed down.
If the sky fell, there was someone tall to hold it up, what did they have to fear?
On this side, Jun Xiaoyao's gaze swept calmly over Dragon Haotian and the others.
Suddenly, he noticed a somewhat familiar figure.
A woman in a blue dress with a charming face, following behind Dragon Haotian, her gaze filled with hidden venom as she stared at Jun Xiaoyao and Jun Linglong.
"It's her?"
Jun Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows slightly.
He saw a figure that he thought he would never see again.
"It's you, Lan Qingya, what's going on?"
On the other side, after Jun Jiangjian's gaze swept over, his face also showed a slight look of astonishment, and he couldn't help but shout.
Hadn't he expelled Lan Qingya from the Jun family? But why was she now appearing beside Dragon Haotian?
Hearing Jun Jiangjian's rebuke, the corner of Dragon Haotian's mouth suddenly curled up with a playful intent.
In front of Jun Jiangjian, he reached out and lifted Lan Qingya's snow-white chin, his eyes showing a challenging intent as he said, "What are you talking about? She's now my female slave, isn't that right?"
"Yes, Qingya is the female slave of the Dragon Son," Lan Qingya obediently said.
"You bitch!" Jun Jiangjian's black hair fluttered, his face cold and fierce, his eyes flashing with killing intent.
Because he cherished the past affection, he had only driven Lan Qingya away without troubling her much.
But now, Lan Qingya had brought people from the Ancestral Dragon's Nest here.
It should be known that her previous identity was a follower of Jun Jiangjian.
With such a thing happening, how would the high-ranking elders of the Jun family view him?
Plus, Dragon Haotian was using Lan Qingya to slap the face of the Jun family's hierarchy.
Where could he, Jun Jiangjian, put his face?
Thinking of this, Jun Jiangjian's heart sank.
The corner of his eye had already vaguely seen that several Jun family elders' faces were somewhat gloomy.
This kind of competition among the younger generation, the older generation couldn't interfere, as it would tarnish their reputation.
"Damn it, if this matter isn't handled well, I might not even be able to keep my position in the hierarchy," Jun Jiangjian clenched his fists tightly.
Just as Jun Jiangjian's face was changing unpredictably, Jun Xiaoyao took a step forward and said in a calm tone.
"I didn't expect that the dragon son of the Ancestral Dragon's Nest would have such a hobby."
"Hobby?" Dragon Haotian frowned, looking at Jun Xiaoyao.
This boy, who was so handsome it was unreal, was the target he wanted to trample under his feet today.
"I didn't expect you to have a hobby of picking up worn-out shoes."
"The person our Jun family hierarchy doesn't want, you're willing to accept and embrace, you really are an old bagman."
Jun Xiaoyao's tone was casual.
But hearing these words, Dragon Haotian's eyes widened, his face immediately turned green, becoming extremely ugly.
Wasn't this just saying that he, Dragon Haotian, was picking up garbage that others didn't want?
Lan Qingya's face also turned as white as paper, trembling with shame and anger to the point her fingers were shaking.
No woman wants to be called a worn-out shoe.
With just two simple sentences, Jun Xiaoyao immediately turned the situation around.
Originally, Dragon Haotian wanted to humiliate the Jun family hierarchy, but now, he was being ridiculed instead.
Although the people from various forces around dared not openly mock Dragon Haotian, their eyes also revealed mockery and disdain.
"Divine Son..." Jun Jiangjian's heart shook.
Jun Xiaoyao was helping him out of this predicament.
Thinking of this, Jun Jiangjian's gaze towards Jun Xiaoyao subtly carried a grateful look.
Jun Xiaoyao's one sentence had resolved his embarrassment and crisis.
"We're all family here, no need for extra words," Jun Xiaoyao said with a faint smile.
Jun Jiangjian nodded heavily, but in his heart, he had made a decision.
Jun Xiaoyao was worthy of his loyalty and following!
"The Divine Son is indeed unfathomable, resolving Jun Jiangjian's predicament with just a few words..." Jun Xuehuang muttered in her heart.
Jun Xiaoyao's quick wit in this situation was not something a ten-year-old should have.
"Wow, I've seen another side of Brother Xiaoyao..." Jiang Luoli exclaimed in admiration.
Jun Xiaoyao was not only as beautiful as an immortal, with overwhelming strength, but his emotional intelligence and wisdom were also outstanding.
With just a few words, he had made the dragon son of the Ancestral Dragon's Nest speechless with shame and completely lose face.
"Hmph, can the descendant of Jun Wuhui only win with words? That's a bit disappointing," Dragon Haotian's face was as dark as water.
"That's right, it's just an Ancient Sacred Body, do you really think you're invincible? In front of the Dragon Son, you're nothing," Lan Qingya also spoke acidly.
With Dragon Haotian backing her, she dared to speak up.
"Just an insect, how dare you make noise?" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were indifferent.
In his eyes, Lan Qingya was already a dead person, it was just a matter of dying sooner or later.
Since Lan Qingya was so eager to reincarnate, Jun Xiaoyao could only fulfill her wish.
Boom!
Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand, endless golden divine energy surged violently, forming a giant palm that directly struck towards Lan Qingya.
This sudden action was beyond everyone's expectations.
"Daring to make a move in front of me, aren't you being too arrogant!" Dragon Haotian's eyes immediately stood up, like golden dragon eyes.
He wanted to make a move to protect Lan Qingya.
"When this Divine Son wants to kill someone, no one can stop it!" Jun Xiaoyao's voice was as cold as a deity.
He raised his other hand, and thousands of divine weapons surged forth, it was the Weapon Subjugation Technique!
The torrent of divine weapons poured towards Dragon Haotian, causing his expression to suddenly change.
Jun Xiaoyao's strength was beyond his expectations.
Boom!
In the eyes of the various forces around, Dragon Haotian's figure violently retreated, his arms trembling greatly, a trace of shock appearing in his eyes.
At this moment, the giant palm of golden magical power had already pressed down on Lan Qingya's head.
"No... Dragon Son, save me!"
Lan Qingya's face was as white as paper, her beautiful eyes showing extreme terror as she let out a shrill scream.
But as the golden giant palm crashed down, the scream abruptly stopped!