Dragged by the arm by Bai Yi and forcibly pulled away to apologize, Su Mo's gaze immediately turned cold.
"Uncle, if the Di Family wants me to release Di Hong, then they should show some sincerity!" Su Mo flung his arm and broke free from Bai Yi's grip, speaking indifferently.
Bai Yi's expression stiffened as he angrily said, "What are you saying? Are you going to stand against the Di Family?"
"So what if I am?" Su Mo shrugged, as though he did not care in the slightest.
"Muddled! Arrogant! Ignorant!"
Bai Yi rebuked him three times in succession and shouted, "Bai Yan, becoming a Heavenly Soul Pavilion Disciple was a blessing for our Bai Family. But if you rely on favor to become spoiled and act arrogantly, you will not only get yourself killed—you will drag the entire Bai Family down with you."
"I'll say it again: make the Di Family show some sincerity!" Su Mo sneered, turned around, and walked into the palace.
"You...!"
Bai Yi was furious. He raised his hand, intending to strike Su Mo with a palm, but his hand halted in midair.
He did not dare!
The person before him was no longer that useless nephew he had once looked down upon. He was now a Heavenly Soul Pavilion Disciple of the Eighth Soul Pavilion, with an exalted status.
Su Mo shut the palace doors again and returned to his cultivation.
However, before he had cultivated for even a quarter of an hour, the palace doors were knocked on once more.
Sweeping out with his consciousness, Su Mo discovered that it was still Bai Yi. Moreover, Bai Yi had brought four young Soul Race members with him.
Based on Bai Yan's memories, Su Mo recognized all four of them. They were all Bai Family