"Stop, everyone stop!"
Seeing the situation at a standstill, Jiao Yang finally spoke, "We are all under the same lord. How can we cause such chaos on such a joyous day?"
"Mr. Jiao Yang, I merely asked him a question, and he dared to act so impudently. Does he have no regard for us?"
With a somewhat unpleasant expression, Elder Chen put down his pipe and asked gravely.
"Who do you mean by 'us'?"
Even with Jiao Yang speaking, Wang Junze showed no intention of giving face, sneering coldly, "Can you alone represent everyone? What, even at the Nether Sea, you still want to rely on your age?"
Taking a sudden step forward, Wang Junze spoke grimly, "I've only heard that power is revered at the Nether Sea, not age or seniority. If you're dissatisfied, let's have a duel. I'll use only one sword. If you can withstand it, I'll kneel down and apologize to you. How does that sound?"
"..."
When these words came out, the entire place fell into a deadly silence!
How domineering!
One sword!
