Although his voice was light, Mr. Pi's group could still hear him. One of the pointy-nosed, lean-cheeked Golden Core cultivators' expressions changed immediately, unable to suppress his anger.
Shen Qingsheng saw his defiance and sneered coldly:
"What? Want to make a move? Come on, kill me if you can. Don't say I didn't warn you, I'm a direct descendant of the Shen Family, my father is a powerful elder in the Shen Family, and he manages Solitary Mountain. If you dare make a move, don't think about leaving here alive. Once I tell my father, regardless of your backgrounds or family histories, you won't escape unscathed..."
Facing such provocation, Mr. Pi's group instead calmed down. They exchanged glances, indifferent expressions, and said nothing more.
Mo Hua's eyelids twitched slightly.
Shen Qingsheng pointed at Mo Hua again and said to a Golden Core beside him: "Bring him to me."
