"Hmm?"
Ye Xuan's eyes suddenly turned cold, and a playful cold smile appeared on his face. He stared at those from the Sword Heart Dojo and said indifferently, "Who did you say is an ant?"
"Haha, here, aside from you, who else is as insignificant as an ant? Two Yan Country dogs, sick men of East Asia, dare to run wild in Beihai Country?"
A handsome young man with a longsword at his waist sneered contemptuously, walking up to Ye Xuan with an aloof posture and extremely indifferent expression, not taking Ye Xuan seriously at all.
As if Ye Xuan was really garbage, unworthy of his attention!
"Haven't been beaten?"
Ye Xuan chuckled a few times, his gaze extremely cold and stern as he spoke.
"Haha..."
A burst of ridicule rang out around them.
At this moment, surrounding Ye Xuan were all people from the Sword Heart Dojo.
