Benevolence Character Art

After the middle-aged, white-haired Scholar finished explaining, Green Robe Old Ancestor listened, curled his lips, and sneered:

"Black Robe Man? I say he's nothing but a figment of your imagination. You made up some nonexistent person, and now you think you can make me give up? Dream on!"

"You're handing it over today, whether you like it or not. Otherwise, I, the Old Ancestor, will slaughter you all!"

The middle-aged, white-haired Scholar heard this and immediately bristled with anger, clenching his fists.

They were members of the Confucian Sect's Haoran Sect, and he himself was one of the Confucian Sect's Seventy-two Sages. When had he ever suffered such humiliation?

Even outsiders as powerful as Martial Emperors would be thoroughly intimidated when they saw his Scholar's garb and learned of his Confucian Sect status. They would speak to him with the utmost courtesy.

But this Green Robe fellow had the nerve to ignore him and even threatened to kill them.

So what if he was a half-step Great Emperor in the midst of comprehending the Dao? Could he really kill me in an instant?

There were Great Emperors among the Confucian Sect's Seventy-two Sages. What did I have to fear?

The middle-aged, white-haired Scholar shouted sternly, "Do you know what kind of power the Confucian Sect's Haoran Sect is? How dare you speak so insolently!"

To his surprise, Green Robe Old Ancestor let out a laugh. "Ha! You think you can use the Four Great Holy Lands' Confucian Sect to intimidate me? Pah!"

"I'm here to beat the likes of you stinking, rotten Confucian hypocrites!"

The middle-aged, white-haired Scholar was so angry he laughed.

Did you damn well know who we were and still dare attack us?

Were you tired of living, or were you really not afraid?

This man must