"Ah, understood!"
The elder opened his mouth, but under Du Busi's threatening gaze, he reluctantly shut it again.
"Damn! Dad—no, Pavilion Master, you're incredible!"
Watching Jiang Yi force back the Body Sect with just a few words, Ma Xiaotao's beautiful eyes sparkled with admiration as boundless as a surging river.
This was the ultimate art of trash talk.
With a laugh and a word, he crushed the enemy into dust and sent them fleeing at the mere sight of him. Sadly, she had only grasped half its essence so far.
Amid the crowd, a certain fake cat was also scribbling furiously, recording the Pavilion Master's magnificence on paper.
So handsome, meow! This was exactly the famous scene from the Three Kingdoms story the boss had told her about. All he lacked was a feather fan and a silk headdress.
Du Busi was just about to flee in disgrace with the elders when Jiang Yi spoke leisurely.
"Hehe, Sect Master Du, please stay."
"Hm? What else is it?"
Du Busi frowned, stopping in his tracks as he looked at Jiang Yi impatiently.
This brat had killed one of his men. He was already holding back his frustration; it was impressive enough that he had not attacked, let alone spoken politely.
"The misunderstanding has been cleared up! But does your sect intend to leave just like that? Isn't that rather disrespectful to Shrek Academy?"
Jiang Yi smiled at Du Busi and the others, waving a hand. Xian Lin'er and the others behind him immediately understood, spreading out to subtly block their path.
Du Busi: ???
He froze for a moment, then laughed in anger. They had already lost a Titled Douluo. Was that still not enough?
"Jiang Yi, you really are something! Do you think this old man truly dares not attack?"