Yan Sect Leader couldn't believe his sect had a disciple of such strength.
But does it matter?
Not even a little bit.
As long as he can vent his frustration violently, nothing else matters.
"Damn it! Truly damn it!"
Shi Wutian stood stark naked, thoroughly embarrassed, as so many eyes stared at him. He knew he had been completely exposed. Though he wasn't a woman, a man also has his dignity.
"What are you looking at? Are you all looking to die?" he roared furiously, his face twisted into a frightening snarl, genuinely intimidating.
The disciples of the Yama Sect whispered to each other quietly.
"I think I just saw that part of him. It seemed… a bit small."
"Yeah, really small, barely a dot."
"Maybe being a prodigy means there's always something shocking about you, huh."
Shi Wutian had sharp ears and couldn't help but hear what those bastards were whispering about. The fury in his heart burned fiercely, and he wished he could slaughter everyone present.
As a prodigy—
