Heiye Wuxing spoke without giving An Yexing any face, making everyone in the Sacrificial Hall uneasy.
Some people knew about Heiye Wuxing's strength back in the day.
Although Heiye Wuxing had become incredibly low-key over the years, rumors even suggested he had lost all his martial arts skills.
However, just a moment ago, he sent the An Hua Elder flying with a single punch, demonstrating his immense strength.
"Who do you think you are, to dare to disdain my father?"
Although An Feitian had his lung pierced, he was still a Yin-Yang Realm Martial Artist. Despite the pain, he wasn't in a life-threatening condition.
So at this moment, he started to show off.
He shouted at Heiye Wuxing.
"Enough!"
An Yexing suddenly shouted at him.
"Father!"
"Slap!"
An Yexing slapped An Feitian's face angrily, "When I say shut up, you shut up! Or will you not even listen to your father?
Your uncle Wuxing was once the number one expert of the Dark Clan, your senior, how can you be so rude?"
