Hearing what Duanmu Huai said, everyone's faces darkened. Extinction Master, in particular, clenched her fists and trembled with rage.
"You..."
"You what? Shut your mouth, you old hag with a ten-thousand-year menopause."
Duanmu Huai coldly cut Extinction Master off and glared at her.
"It just so happens that today is Zhang Zhenren's hundredth birthday, and there can't be any bloodshed. Otherwise, I would've twisted your head off and kicked it around like a ball long ago. And you lot aren't any better!"
Duanmu Huai pointed at the group of martial artists and launched into a furious tirade. They, in turn, fell silent, too frightened to make a sound.
"Today is Zhang Zhenren's hundredth birthday. Did you come up the mountain to offer birthday congratulations, or to demand an explanation? You figured Zhang Zhenren had a good temper and wouldn't bother with people like you, so you thought that being weak made you right, huh? Wang Yuyan, write down every sect that came up here to cause trouble. When they hold some banquet in the future, I'll go join in the fun too. If I'm dissatisfied, I'll wipe out their entire sect! Let's see if these bastards still dare act so arrogantly! If you don't want to stay for the birthday celebration, then get lost now. Don't stick around and make me sick of looking at you!"
"Yes, sir."
Hearing Duanmu Huai's instructions, Wang Yuyan nodded. Although she had no martial arts skills, she had read plenty of books. To her, identifying the origins of someone's martial arts was exceedingly simple. Besides, she felt Duanmu Huai was right. A hundredth birthday banquet was an occasion worth celebrating, yet these martial artists had no regard for proper conduct at all. They had insisted on coming up the mountain to cause trouble on