"Leopold, what does our conversation have to do with you? Is bragging a crime in Haims City?"
Bradley, the Thunder Tiger Clan's Immortal Demon Saint, suppressed his fury and spoke in a deep voice.
"Of course it isn't a crime. But don't brag in front of me, Leopold. Otherwise, my mood today will turn very bad. And when I'm in a bad mood, you'll be in for terrible luck."
Leopold stood with his hands behind his back, his face full of arrogance.
"You!"
Bradley gritted his teeth. He knew Leopold was extremely overbearing and loved making trouble out of nothing, but he had not expected him to be this tyrannical. He was simply too arrogant.
But whether in status, position, or strength, they were far inferior to him. They could only swallow their anger.
"My apologies, Lord Leopold. If we have put you in a bad mood, then we were indeed at fault. We are willing to apologize. If there is nothing else, we will now enter the Demon Saint Palace."
Jonas, the Blood Wolf Clan's Immortal Demon Saint, stepped forward. He wanted to take Xia Ping and the others away from this place. He did not want to clash here with Leopold, the notorious wastrel.
Because if a conflict truly broke out, they would be the ones out of luck. They would gain absolutely nothing from it.
"Wait. Did I say you could leave? You think you can come and go as you please? What do you take me, Leopold, for? You're showing me this little respect? Are you trying to make me lose my temper?" Leopold snorted coldly, staring at Xia Ping and the others.
The dozen or so subordinates around him stepped forward, intentionally or otherwise, blocking Xia Ping and the others' path.
"Lord Leopold, what exactly