Ouyang Beishan was genuinely stunned by this. His information was somewhat outdated; he only knew that among those who had come to offer congratulations, the most likely troublemakers were probably some Secret Realm clans. But as a disciple of the Seven Upper Sects, he truly did not care about Secret Realm clans.
That was hardly surprising. Mo Ran had been here for several days, but his identity had only been exposed yesterday. True Immortal Yuan Fu had also arrived yesterday. How could the news have spread so quickly?
However, Ouyang Beishan was only dazed for an instant. The next moment, he laughed. "These disciples from lower sects are one thing, but if you are truly a direct disciple of the Grand Void Sect, you should know the gap between you and me... Is it your turn to speak here?"
"There is indeed a gap," Mo Ran admitted. As the overseer of East City, if he could not even face that reality, he would be far too fragile.
But since he had stepped forward at this moment, he had a weapon—or rather, an excuse to intervene. "But even if Senior Brother is a True Immortal, wantonly causing chaos in the lower realm... I cannot stand by and watch. Forgive my bluntness, Senior Brother, but it is not too late for you to withdraw now."
"Not too late?" Ouyang Beishan threw back his head and laughed. "The Grand Void Sect has truly become terribly arrogant lately. I am investigating matters concerning a lower sect. What does it have to do with you? Believe it or not, I can take you back as well and wait for your Grand Void Sect to come collect you?"
"Ahem, ahem." Feng Jun could not help coughing twice. "True Immortal, this is my private territory. You came