"What are you talking about? All this time, I've devoted myself wholeheartedly to the Skeleton Sect, and yet you accuse me of harboring ambitions against the entire sect? This is simply outrageous!"
A terrifying wave of pressure erupted from the body of the middle-aged man in the red robe, pressing menacingly in Ding Fan's direction.
Ding Fan felt the immense pressure released from the Third Elder's body. His eyes remained unfazed, a slight smile tugged at the corner of his mouth as he stood straight on the ground, seemingly unaffected.
Beside him, Zhuge Qing and Xue Wu's eyes flashed with anger, and cold voices immediately emerged from their mouths:
"Third Elder, what do you think you're doing?"
Upon seeing Ding Fan's demeanor, the middle-aged man in the red robe couldn't help but have a subtle flicker in his eyes, a slight quiver at the corner of his mouth as he spoke:
"It's nothing, I just got a bit carried away..."
