Shi Gaoyang's lips curved into a cruel smile: "Kid, you'd better listen obediently. You're not the master here."
For Shi Gaoyang's threat, Ye Chenfeng didn't pay any attention. These so-called young talents from the Middle Realm were nothing but weaklings in front of him.
Seeing Ye Chenfeng remain silent, only observing his surroundings, Shi Gaoyang was infuriated, almost spitting blood. This feeling of being ignored made his forehead throb with veins; as a top talent among the younger generation of the Middle Realm, when had he ever been ignored like this? And by a mere kid?
An Juncai and Qiu Hao also felt Ye Chenfeng was too arrogant, not giving them any respect.
"Kid, do you know your current situation? Do you plan to stand against all of us by yourself?" Qiu Hao's mocking voice echoed through the air.
"Head into Eternal City honestly, that's your only way out now," An Juncai shouted coldly.
