The elder never imagined that the sect master of the Dayang Sect would be such a young youth, and his cultivation so weak; it really is inconceivable!
"Haha..."
Upon hearing Ding Fan's words, the elder couldn't help but laugh disdainfully, and the middle-aged man standing behind him also had a mocking look of contempt. They never imagined that the sect master of the venerable "Dayang Sect" would be a mere wet-behind-the-ears child; it's simply a colossal joke.
Wang Hu, standing beside Ding Fan, looked at the other party and couldn't help but angrily shout at the elder and the middle-aged man:
"Our sect master is very busy and has no time to witness your boring performance!"
"Such bravado!"
The elder suddenly withdrew his smile, glaring angrily at Wang Hu, his voice icy cold like sharp ice piercing Wang Hu's heart, causing him to feel a chill to the bone — this was the aura of a Spirit Severing stage cultivator, not to be underestimated!
