"What are you going to do? Stay away..."
Watching the two men draw closer, the young man in red retreated several steps, his face filled with terror.
"Xiao, what do you think?" Mo Shang rubbed his chin and smiled at the young man in red and his companions.
"I think we need to ask their sect for some compensation for emotional distress..." Xiao Yan rubbed his chin as well, smiling.
"Excellent, excellent. Xiao, you're finally catching on..." Mo Shang nodded in satisfaction at his words.
"You wouldn't dare! The Heavenflame Sect isn't someone you can afford to offend!" Though his face was filled with fear, the young man still stiffened his neck and threatened them.
"The Heavenflame Sect? Is it very powerful? If your sect has a Dao Lord Realm expert backing it, we'll apologize and admit our mistake right away." Xiao Yan smiled faintly and spoke again.
"Hmph, as it happens, our grand elder is a Dao Lord Realm expert. I suggest you release us right now, or you'll get far more trouble than you can swallow!" At Xiao Yan's words, the young man in red immediately regained his confidence and grew arrogant again.
"I lied. Even a Dao Lord Realm expert won't help. I'm getting that compensation for emotional distress..." Yet just as the young man began swaggering again, Mo Shang answered with a smile.
It was merely the Dao Lord Realm. Leaving aside his father, whose cultivation reached the heavens, and the several Dao Lords in his lineage, their opponent couldn't even defeat Sect Master Liu Zhengyang.
"Well, um... can we settle this peacefully?"
Seeing Mo Shang's expression, the young man's arrogant look froze. He swallowed and forced out a smile.
He had already invoked his sect's power, yet the other side remained utterly fearless. One thing