Although the woman spoke aggressively, Ning Xiaochuan was not angered, because she was right. Compared to those Demon Sect experts, he truly was just a fledgling brat.
Elder Qiu's expression darkened. He did not recall inviting this woman among the guests and was about to order someone to drive her out.
Ning Xiaochuan smiled faintly. "Elder Qiu, this young lady is right. Compared to all the great figures present, Ning Xiaochuan can indeed only be considered a junior."
Ning Xiaochuan did not wish to argue with her, but she had no intention of letting him off. She seemed to have come specifically for Ning Xiaochuan and sneered, "Heh heh, Ning Xiaochuan, you have already received the Imperial Power Token from the Academy Master. Even among the Academy Master's disciples, you count as one of his direct line. By seniority, you outrank everyone present, yet you still call yourself a junior. Are you deliberately mocking us?"
The martial arts magnates present were all shrewd old hands. Naturally, they could see that this woman was deliberately targeting Ning Xiaochuan, and her intentions were far from pure.
A tall, thin middle-aged man stepped forward and said sternly, "Miss, this is Ninth Miss's banquet. Aren't you afraid you'll leave here lying sideways if you dare cause trouble?"
"What are you supposed to be? Is Ten Thousand Jade Hall of the Heaven Extinction Path yours to command?" said the woman in dark green robes.
The middle-aged man's face immediately turned black. No matter what, he was a protector of the Xi Hua Sect, with over a thousand disciples beneath him. To be humiliated so harshly by a mere young woman—if word got out, how could he ever show his face again?
The middle-aged man snorted coldly. Dense Xuan Qi mist surged from within him, shrouding