Su Fan keenly sensed the stagnant atmosphere around him, and only then slowly turned his head, his gaze sweeping over Senior Sister and the others.
"What happened to all of you...?" His tone was flat, yet carried a faint, barely perceptible scrutiny.
Hearing Su Fan's voice, Senior Sister finally came back to herself, her eyes still hazy.
"Su Fan... you... just now..." she stammered, unable to form a complete sentence. Clearly, she still hadn't recovered from what had just happened.
"You mean just now...? It's nothing..." Su Fan waved his hand dismissively.
"I just got home. I didn't feel like letting irrelevant people spoil my mood..."
Seeing how calm and carefree he was, the worry between Luo Guyin's brows deepened. She glanced at him anxiously, her tone turning solemn.
"Su Fan, Jiang Haoran is a high-ranking member of the 'Demon Sun Divine Palace.' Offending him is tantamount to making an enemy of the entire 'Demon Sun Divine Palace'..."
At that, Su Fan couldn't help but let out a derisive laugh, a trace of disdain flashing through his eyes.
Forget one Jiang Haoran—even that so-called "Demon Sun Divine Palace" was nothing more than an ant-like existence in his eyes.
He had once destroyed the true bodies of great demons from the Upper Realm and the true Dharma bodies of human Daoist School masters with a wave of his hand. What did a Super Demonic Sect from the Lower Realm amount to?
But naturally, he would never mention any of this to his family.
Those utterly reason-defying experiences were too absurd to believe. Telling them would not only convince no one, but would instead add to everyone's panic.
With that thought, Su Fan took a deep breath. His eyes suddenly became bright and piercing as he swept them over everyone in the