Trying to repress his anger, Ye Batian scowled at Ye Chen, before yelling at the audience: "The competition is still going on, what are you chatting for? Be quiet!"
Hearing him, the whole arena turned deadly quiet, no one would dare to confront him, especially not when he was in a violent rage. Not only was he a highly respected inner elder in the Purple Sun Martial Academy, but also a Late Clasping Yuan Realm disciple; he had always been highly respected not only in the Ye family, but also the whole Luo City. It was safe to say that, if Ye Batian decided to stamp his foot, the whole Luo City would shake.
Ye Tianhao let out a breath, he said to a servant: "Go bring another VIP seat."
"Yes, master."
Several servants walked away with their heads bowed.
Mayor Lin sensed the awkwardness in the air, he forced a smile at Ye Tianhao and said: "Leader Ye, I did not realize that your son had hidden his talent so deeply, it really was a big surprise."
