Su Zhengdao's domineering declaration silenced the entire crowd.
Along with their shock came a sense of... absurdity.
Su Zhengdao had threatened experts from every country to their faces, all for his son?
"Ahem, Little Su, watch what you say..." Even Old Master Xuanyuan couldn't help sending him a reminder.
His son-in-law's words had felt good to hear. That was exactly what he should have said.
But...
It didn't quite fit his son-in-law's usual character. Worse, it was bound to make enemies for his precious grandson.
That wouldn't do.
Only then did Su Zhengdao rein in his aura slightly.
Even so, his gaze remained sharp as lightning, fixed on the Divine Robe-clad elder from Xi Rong.
Old Master Xuanyuan gave a cold snort and stepped in front of his son-in-law, ready to throw his weight around.
"Your Sister Louise of Xi Rong wore those Circle Masks and ambushed prodigies from every country. She even injured my grandson and his friends. I haven't settled that score with you yet, and you have the nerve to turn around and blame us? Do you really think Dong Huang has no one to stand up for him?!"
The Divine Robe-clad elder's face went pale, then flushed. He had no answer.
Seeing that Su Zhengdao wouldn't budge, someone pinned his hopes on Xiao Sanchuan, who seemed more neutral.
"King Xiao! You're presiding over this gathering. Are you really going to let King Su act so... so recklessly, without regard for the bigger picture?"
At those words, the warmth vanished from Xiao Sanchuan's face.
He swept his gaze over the speaker, then toward Feng Ying and Xi Rong. His voice rang with unquestionable authority.
"The bigger picture? Now you want to talk to me about the bigger picture?"
"When Charles of Feng Ying laid a killing formation