"Teach us how to conduct ourselves? Good, good, good! In all my life, I've never heard of anyone wanting to teach me how to conduct myself!" The young man in the golden robe laughed in extreme anger at Ye Xiwen's words, utterly enraged.
He had always held his head high above the clouds. Even super geniuses long famed like Di Ni and Ye Xiwen meant nothing to him. In his view, they were merely monkeys proclaiming themselves kings when no tiger dwelled in the mountains—nothing worth mentioning.
Yet now, someone actually dared to say he would teach them how to conduct themselves. Wasn't that charging straight into the muzzle of his gun?
"Hahaha, that's hilarious!" The young man in the purple robe laughed so hard that he rolled about on the ground, as though he had heard the funniest joke imaginable.
"It seems our intimidation wasn't quite enough. These Staying Faction people actually dare to be so arrogant!" The woman in red also wore an expression of laughter born from rage. Ye Xiwen's words had clearly provoked her completely.
"Intimidation? With just you lot, you think you have any intimidation to speak of?" Ye Xiwen grinned. "If it were that so-called Lord of Emptiness, perhaps he could give me a decent warm-up. But scraps like you dare call us of the Staying Faction trash?"
Ye Xiwen had completely immersed himself in the mindset of a Celestial Race expert. A cold gleam flickered in his eyes, colder than the most frigid place in the universe.
What had he just heard? These people had launched a surprise attack on the Hidden Alliance and had even let someone called the Lord of Emptiness seize the Devil Warship.
Ye Xiwen had personally refined that warship specifically to protect Ye Qianqian. Yet now he was