Chen Yitang sneered, utterly unconcerned. "Important figure? No one who could make me, Chen Yitang, consider them an important figure has been born yet."
He crooked a finger at Di yihong, the corner of his mouth carrying a trace of mockery. "Hey, kid, are you the organizer of this incident?"
"Though I don't know what methods you used to make Shuiyue and the Mystic Maiden Sect's Sect Master speak for you, this is a place where strength does the talking."
"It's not impossible for you to earn the right to speak before us. You just need to prove that you're not a useless piece of trash relying on the Mystic Maiden Sect to prop you up."
Tang Hao finally could not stand it any longer. The Clear Sky Hammer appeared abruptly, and in the blink of an eye, he had already arrived before Chen Yitang.
"Clear Sky Hammer!"
With that shout, Chen Yitang finally came back to his senses. He looked up at Tang Hao, who had leaped into the air, and his expression changed instantly.
He retreated several steps, barely dodging the attack.
However, caught off guard, he was still slightly injured. Half-kneeling on the ground, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
He raised his head and looked at Tang Hao with confusion and anger on his face. "Clear Sky Douluo? Are you trying to make enemies of our Dark Night Sect?"
"Even if you're a Super Title Douluo, you shouldn't attack someone without provocation!"
"Have you no manners at all?"
Tang Hao looked at Chen Yitang with disdain, the smile on his lips even more mocking. "You have manners? My master's strength is not for you to question."
"My master hasn't even spoken, yet you've already berated him at length. Who exactly is the one without