"Madman, madman!!"
The crowd finally snapped back to reality, all faces pale, staring at Ye Xuan in the middle of the scene. The subconscious fear that developed made them take several steps back, their hearts roaring with shock.
The atmosphere grew more silent.
Standing on stage, Liu Qiankun finally came to his senses, his face flushed with anger as he glared at Ye Xuan and said, "Ye Xuan, what do you mean? Killing someone at Elder Luo's welcome banquet, are you trying to ignite a war?"
"War?" Ye Xuan sneered, "Do you think people like you have the right to talk about war with me?"
Liu Qiankun was furious, "You..."
Ye Xuan disregarded him and said calmly, "I came here today just to tell some stories, especially to the three generations of the Liu Family. Are any of you interested?"
No one responded, the entire scene was shrouded in Death Qi, like a still pond.
