"What did you say?"
Upon hearing Chu Feng's words, Ye Fan's eyes instantly narrowed, and he asked coldly.
"Why? Did I say something wrong? If you weren't the disciple of the Great Elder, what qualifies you to compare with us? Don't think that entering the ranks of core disciples makes you anything special. In our eyes, you're still nothing!"
Chu Feng looked at Ye Fan with disdain, entirely indifferent to Ye Fan's anger, even deliberately provoking Ye Fan further.
In Chu Feng's view, as long as Ye Fan was successfully provoked and attacked him first, he could seize the opportunity to cripple Ye Fan, eliminating any future troubles.
"Chu Feng, that's enough!"
Tong Qianchen sternly reprimanded Chu Feng, "It's the elders' decision to let Brother Ye come along; it's not for you to comment."
"You said Brother Ye is nothing in your eyes, then in my eyes, you're also nothing!"
"Xiao Qian, I..."
