'He is mine,' Madam Li thought, her eyes flashing dangerously, and with a cold "Hmph," Madam Li casually waved her manicured hand, and a terrifying, invisible blast of Origin Realm Qi shot across the plaza.
It slammed directly into Bai Yun, violently sending the young man flying backward until he crashed heavily into a stone pillar.
"Watch your manners, junior," Madam Li said coldly.
The Bai Clan elders on the viewing platform instantly flared up in outrage.
"How dare you strike our junior in public?!" a Bai Clan elder shouted, stepping forward with his weapon drawn, "He is our top disciple!"
Madam Li didn't even bother standing up, as she slowly turned her cold, disdainful gaze toward the shouting elder. Unbothered, she picked up a fresh teacup from the small table beside her, taking a delicate, unhurried sip.
