After Xu Zixian appeared, the old woman serving as the pavilion master repeated her stance at length.
She hoped they could go outside and argue wherever they liked.
Just not in her Music Pavilion.
But Xu Zixian turned a deaf ear, glared at her, and said, "Granny Lou, my son nearly died at their hands. Shut up now!"
"Talk. Who are you people, and where did you come from?"
"You broke the rules of Luoze Immortal Island and killed so many men from my Patrol Guard Office. If you don't give me an explanation, you... you... and you—you're all not leaving!"
Xu Zixian said coldly, his hands clasped behind his back.
At most, his cultivation was at the Nascent Soul Late Stage. He might not even have been able to defeat Yun Yao.
He was only this confident because of his connection to Prince Yu.
"My background isn't important. Now I'll give you two choices as well. Either kneel and apologize, and we can let your Patrol Guard Office's rude treatment slide!"
"Or the Immortal Island will no longer have a Xu Family!" Lin Heng's words struck the ground like iron, leaving no room for jest.
The moment those words came out, the onlookers who had gathered from all around showed strange, astonished expressions.
"Outsiders really are arrogant!"
"Telling Director Xu to kneel and apologize—he really dared to say that. Does he know who the Xu Family relies on?"
"I think that young master has an extraordinary bearing. Maybe his identity isn't simple either. He might not fear Prince Yu at all!"
"Fellow Daoist, you can't put it that way! Prince Yu is one of Southern Continent's overlords. Aside from King Le, no one dares contend with him."
"A fierce dragon can't crush the local snake. Didn't a young master