"Brother, ol' seven suffered such a big loss. Shouldn't we go seek revenge?" A full-bearded, thickset man sounded unwilling to take their defeat lying down. The beard on his face twitched uncontrollably out of anger.
"Go seek revenge? Do you know why no seventh grade battle-saint has attempted seizing the Five Stripes Path-Understanding Tree by force yet?" Hu Yifeng flickered a glance at this crowd of brothers and sneered as he asked.
The crowd was instantly dazed. That was precisely what they couldn't understand. It was merely a small store, and the owner only had the cultivation level of a fifth grade Battle-King. He was no different than an ant in their eyes. Surely an army of seventh grade Battle-Saints wasn't afraid of a fifth grade Battle-King, right?
That was the biggest joke in the universe.
