Jing Xing's thunderous shout made Zhong Chen and Shen Jing snap to attention and hurriedly fall silent.
As Kaoshan Peak's Young Ancestor, Jing Xing commanded more respect among their generation than even Hua Ziyang. When he truly lost his temper, few could honestly say they weren't afraid of him.
"Do you think you're all incredibly tough?"
Jing Xing stared at the three of them and said coldly, "How about I spar with you?"
Zhong Chen and the other two shook their heads like rattles.
Jing Xing's methods were exceedingly strange, and he was famous for being a handful. One careless move, and you'd be struck by a poison that annihilated your soul and source. Who could withstand that?
They'd rather fight Hua Ziyang than Jing Xing. That feeling of having strength but nowhere to use it was just too awful.
"Since you know to be afraid, don't get carried away."
"Out in the world, you may be hot stuff, top-tier powerhouses who stand above everyone else in your realm. But at home, there are plenty of people stronger than you, both in strength and talent. Don't get too big for your boots!"
Jing Xing berated them.
It seemed the Old Ancestor had been right to send him over to keep the peace. These boys were too easily swept up in the fun; without someone to rein them in, there was no controlling them.
"Jing Xing, don't just say that about them. Even I don't want to fight you," Hua Ziyang said with a chuckle.
"When I'm lecturing them, don't interrupt."
Jing Xing turned and glared at Hua Ziyang.
"Oh." Hua Ziyang quickly nodded.
Seeing even Hua Ziyang get put in his place made Zhong Chen and the others feel a lot better.
At least Jing Xing treated everyone equally. He