As soon as the words fell, Ghost Child instinctively started to rise. A large foot in a plain cloth shoe came down squarely on his face and pressed him back to the floor.
But that clearly wasn't enough. Luo Yi admired the exquisite dancing of the Coolly Dressed Dancers in the hall with an appreciative eye, smiling as he tossed out another barb.
"What are you supposed to be, prancing around in front of me? You really don't know when you're courting death!"
As if the insult alone weren't enough, Luo Yi rubbed his cloth shoe against Ghost Child's face, swollen like a pig's head.
Then, as though disgusted, he stepped over that face and walked on.
His Feather Fan swayed and his white robes fluttered as his tall figure passed the long tables at an unhurried pace, heading for Ghost Child's former seat.
The White-Robed Youth's display of Arrogant and Domineering behavior finally enraged the two clan elders who had come with Ghost Child to the First Princess's Birthday Banquet.
The two wizened, child-sized figures exchanged a glance and nodded in tacit agreement.
Without a word, bone armor grew over them, and they vanished like demons from hell.
It's over. This has really blown out of control!
Seeing those two terrifying figures join forces against a junior, the assembled demons and Human Race cultivators knew today's affair would not be settled easily.
If it had only been a duel between Ghost Child and that cultivator who seemed to come from the Southern Endless Sea, it might have ended with the latter killed on the spot.
Or Ghost Child might have spared him out of respect for the First Princess's Birthday Banquet, then sought trouble with him once it ended.
But the White-Robed Youth's outrageous display had thoroughly enraged the