He stared in astonishment at the fellow who had pushed open the door, looked down at him, and spouted such wild nonsense.
Though the other man was at the Golden Core stage and, by rank, should be an outer sect elder of the Azure Luan Sect, his status was far above that of ordinary disciples—even inner sect disciples.
Indeed, Li Su had not received the status of a true disciple. But as an Immortal's disciple, even if his cultivation level meant he was technically still a disciple, he was not someone ordinary disciples could compare to.
Not to mention that this meditation chamber was not public—it was the room of his teacher, Su Xue.
To come right up to him so brazenly and order him around could no longer be called arrogance or conceit.
This was straight-up being a fucking idiot, wasn't it?
What was he thinking?
In a sense, this was already the same as slapping Su Xue across the face.
At that thought, Li Su could not help frowning, utterly unable to understand the behavior of the man before him.
Had some other Immortal of the Azure Luan Sect put him up to this?
"What, do you really think you're so special? Do I need to have someone 'invite' you out?"
Seeing that Li Su had not reacted, the visiting Golden Core cultivator's gaze turned even colder. "Fine. A country bumpkin with no sense of propriety. You lot, drag him out and let him properly see just how vast and weighty the real world is."
"You've got a little talent and already forgotten to keep your head down when you walk. Better teach you a lesson early, lest you bring shame upon the Azure Luan Sect in the future."
"Today, your senior brothers will give you a proper