"Hah..." Yi Zhong smiled as if his conspiratorial ideas had been realized.
The rest of the sovereigns and their guardians and apprentices shook their heads speechlessly. They had figured out that Yi Zhong just wanted to find an excuse to kill this old man. It was a pity that this old man was really annoyed and even seemed to want to fight Yi Zhong. What he was about to do was to seek his death!
As a candidate for the Divine Farmer Clan's Holy Son, Yi Zhong was quite powerful. Even though he had said he would fight at the level of the Half-Celestial Stage, he could kill a frail old man easily. They believed Yi Zhong would win this fight unless a miracle occurred.
