Seeing that Xiaotian was just a boy,
many people felt a little helpless. It seemed Jiang Chen had no one left, forcing him to send a boy out to die.
Even Patriarch Zuo, Zuo Dongxing, mocked Xiaotian, yelling at him to go home and drink his milk.
Clearly, the boyish-looking Xiaotian held no intimidating presence in anyone's eyes.
After all, Xiaotian had always hidden his Cultivation, not wanting to stir up trouble.
But now that the enemy had come right to their door, Xiaotian naturally had to act.
He chuckled softly.
Xiaotian adjusted his straw hat, setting it squarely on his head.
Then, he grinned. "As for your Zuo Family… this is the end of the line."
"From this day forward, there will be no Zuo Family in the Tang Kingdom."
Hearing Xiaotian's arrogant words, Zuo Dongxing almost laughed in fury.
'I can't believe it. Jiang Chen is arrogant enough, but this boy who just stepped out is just as insolent and conceited.'
