Chu Xun's movements were extremely fast.
Even Di Yuan didn't expect Chu Xun to make a move.
Wey Yixue didn't have time to react at all.
The bowls and plates broke on his head, shattering completely and falling to the floor.
Of course, for him, these bowls and plates couldn't hurt him.
However, the scene was quite embarrassing.
The leftover soup and food from the bowls and plates covered Wey Yixue's head, shoulders, and body almost entirely, staining his white robe with grease.
The Primordial Food Pavilion suddenly fell silent.
The White Robed Disciples, who were previously eating Primordial Food, also stopped immediately.
Numerous gazes instantly fixed on Chu Xun.
"It's over! He's finished!"
"He's dead for sure!"
The next moment, countless shocked cries echoed inside the Primordial Food Pavilion.
