As Bai Jingchuan answered Ning Wangshu, Liu Hongtao and his junior fellow disciple saw that Bai Jingchuan dared to speak so arrogantly despite facing two Grandmasters at once. They immediately sneered.
"Good, very good! You're nothing but a mere Grandmaster, yet you dare to look down on the Godly Sword Pavilion! It seems we've been out of the world for so long that people have forgotten what the Godly Sword Pavilion is capable of!"
"So you're from the Bai family of Jiangnan Province? You've brought this upon yourselves!"
Liu Hongtao spoke coldly, his face full of murderous intent.
Bai Jingchuan curled his lip in disdain and was about to reply.
Just then, Ning Wangshu raised a hand to stop him. He calmly stepped forward, looked at Liu Hongtao, and said with disdain, "What kind of worthless Godly Sword Pavilion is this? You certainly have a lot of nerve!"
"And what was that about us bringing this upon ourselves? Heh. How dare ants spout such nonsense?"
As Ning Wangshu spoke,
a young man in the distance spotted him and froze. He hurriedly tugged at the middle-aged man beside him. "Dad, look over there! That seems to be him!"
"Him? Who?"
The middle-aged man froze, then followed the direction the young man was pointing, looking puzzled.
When he saw Ning Wangshu, his heart jolted and his face filled with astonishment. "That's... Ning Xian Zun!?"
The young man nodded. "Dad, judging by what's happening over there, it looks like Senior Liu and Senior Zhou from the Godly Sword Pavilion have gotten into a conflict with Ning Xian Zun. Should we... go over and warn them?"
"Otherwise, if Senior Liu and Senior Zhou really offend Ning Xian Zun, given his temperament, they might not make it out alive!"
"Senior Liu and Senior Zhou are