The sweat on the Great Elder's forehead was already clearly visible, and the faces of the Dragon Clan members behind him were filled with fear.
The Dragon Clan, known as the first Demon Race in the Multiverse, was actually frightened by a single person on their own territory at this moment.
No one would believe it if told, but the reality was just that.
"L-Lord Red Lotus, this matter really has nothing to do with our Dragon Clan, I can assure you of this!" The Great Elder said with difficulty.
Xue An's expression was calm, free of sorrow or joy, as if he hadn't heard the Great Elder's words at all.
Yet this calmness made the atmosphere in the arena unbelievably oppressive.
The Great Elder opened his mouth, just about to continue saying something, when suddenly, a loud excited shout came from the distant horizon.
"Well well, you scumbag, how dare you come to our Dragon Clan? Watch me teach you a lesson today!"
