"Yes... Yes!"
The previously arrogant young man, under the stern scolding of the Plain Robed Elder, changed his expression slightly, cast a resentful glance at Xiao Ye, and retreated.
Xiao Ye's pointed sarcasm hit the mark, like a harsh slap on his face, making him feel a burning pain yet powerless to refute, leaving him to bury the resentment deep within.
"Now, if anyone else doubts me, Xiao, and thinks I am not qualified to ascend Blood Peak, step forward." At this moment, Xiao Ye stepped out and coldly surveyed the local Martial Artists of the Emperor Domain present in the square, who had not yet ascended, and spoke.
The vast square, at this moment, became surprisingly quiet. Those Martial Artists who had previously criticized Xiao Ye now dared not contradict him.
What a joke!
