It's truly remarkable to insult someone to death; such people are indeed beyond comparison.
His master, the Starry Elder, has never done such a thing. If it comes to power, his master would fight anyone without fear.
But in the art of insults, his master is somewhat inferior.
Ying Zong listened to the arguments inside the hall, almost ready to act, and couldn't help but smile.
"Master hasn't unleashed his big move yet." Ying Zong remarked with a teasing smile, "They've argued to this point and still haven't used the big move; this is indeed unreasonable."
Ling Tianyu and the others were curious upon hearing this; there was a big move yet to come. They immediately listened carefully to everything happening inside the hall.
Inside the hall, Yun Lang was swaying a cup of tea in hand, not even bothering to look up.
"You..."
"What 'you'?"
"I..."
"What 'I'?"
Those people hadn't even spoken when Yun Lang retaliated, leaving them momentarily speechless.
