As he spoke, Teng Qingshan paused slightly before continuing:
"When accepting missions, consider your own abilities! No one wants you to die. I don't, and neither does the master of the Space-time Divine Hall."
"The Museum Master knows the master of the Space-time Divine Hall?"
The martial artist who had spoken earlier keenly caught the implication hidden in Teng Qingshan's words and blurted it out.
The other martial artists also came back to their senses, their eyes filled with surprise and suspicion.
"Hm?"
Before Teng Qingshan could speak, Lei Shen stepped forward and stood before the man, his expression turning cold.
"What is your name?"
Lei Shen was tall and imposing. As he asked in a low voice, a powerful aura surged toward the man like a landslide and tsunami.
"Se-second Museum Master..."
The questioning martial artist's heart turned cold. Tongue-tied, he said, "I, I'm called..."
"You stammering dog, and you dare question my big brother?"
Before he could finish, Lei Shen snorted coldly and lashed out with a kick, striking the martial artist in the chest and sending him flying hundreds of meters. Rolling through the air, he fell from Space-time Island.
Boom!
Only after the martial artist had fallen from the sky did the explosive boom from him breaking the sound barrier reverberate through the air.
Teng Qingshan shook his head slightly.
"You worthless bastard! After living so many years, have you lost even a shred of respect?"
Lei Shen crossed his arms and looked at the gathered martial artists, speaking coldly:
"During the Great Nirvana Period, if Big Brother hadn't taught you Martial Dao, stood at the front lines, and fought the Beast Emperor, could you worthless dogs still stand here spouting nonsense? Who gave you the nerve to question my big brother?!"
His booming voice echoed