"How presumptuous! Who do you think we are? If not for Yaoguang's sake, that remark alone would have been enough for me to kill you on the spot!"
Having his junior sister flirted with right in front of him, the stern senior brother radiated a razor-sharp aura.
No matter what, Dao Yi Holy Land still bore the title of Holy Land.
Though it could not compare with Yaoguang, Dao Yi Holy Land disciples would not normally yield their own interests merely because of Yaoguang's name when outside. After all, clashes between disciples could not possibly involve their respective foundations. Whoever had the bigger fist called the shots.
He was in the Dao Palace Realm, and his foundation was not poor. Naturally, he could not give much face to a Yaoguang disciple in the Wheel Sea Realm.
"Brother Li, please quell your anger. Martial Nephew Xu Yue is simply a man of temperament. He has only recently joined Yaoguang and is still unfamiliar with the rules of the cultivation world."
At that moment, a gentle voice rang out. A plump middle-aged man with a smile like Maitreya Buddha's emerged from within and tried to mediate.
The Yaoguang disciples responsible for reception also felt as though they had been granted amnesty.
That Wheel Sea Realm core disciple held a far higher status than they did, so they had no way to restrain him. The two Dao Yi Holy Land disciples were no ordinary people either. Caught between them, they had long been left in an awkward position.
Now, they could leave it to the steward.
Though the steward was technically only an outer disciple and ranked far below that Wheel Sea Realm core disciple, his cultivation was there for all to see.
A steward in the Four Extremities Realm still carried considerable