To be precise, it was not Su Mo who looked down on Ba Shan in his words, but Pavilion Master Wuyu who looked down on Ba Shan.
In Pavilion Master Wuyu's heart, only Xuan Bei was qualified to fight Su Mo. Of course, he could only barely put up a fight.
"Wuyu, aren't you looking down on our First Soul Pavilion's Heavenly Soul Pavilion Disciple too much?"
Pavilion Master Gong Yang said with an ugly expression.
Their dignified First Soul Pavilion was the Lu Yang Tribe's strongest branch Soul Pavilion. When had they ever suffered such humiliation?
"Venerable Pavilion Master, I am one of the strongest people in the First Soul Pavilion within the Fortune Realm. Am I truly not worthy to fight Bai Yan?" Ba Shan asked, her face livid.
"That's right! What does your Eighth Soul Pavilion have to be so arrogant about?"
"Your Eighth Soul Pavilion is not even fit to carry shoes for our First Soul Pavilion."
"If you want to fight Xuan Bei, defeat Ba Shan first!"
"Not just anyone is qualified to fight Xuan Bei."
Countless disciples of the First Soul Pavilion flocked to the entrance of the palace and began shouting loudly.
They admitted that "Bai Yan" was formidable, but no matter how powerful he was, he could not act so overbearing in the First Soul Pavilion, could he?
What kind of strength did their First Soul Pavilion possess? What kind of status? How could the Eighth Soul Pavilion possibly compare?
"Wait until Xuan Bei returns before discussing it!"
Pavilion Master Wuyu's voice rang out from within the palace again, carrying a faint trace of disdain.
This only filled the people of the First Soul Pavilion with even greater anger. Arrogant—far too arrogant!
Inside the palace.
Within the secret chamber, Su Mo had