"Oh? So this is a heaven's pride? The first thing you do is ask who my master is. What, are you trying to sound out my background first? If my background is inferior to yours, will you say I'm not even qualified to speak to you?"
Ye Lin looked at the man before him with some disgust.
What he hated most were people who used their background to suppress others. Though one's background was indeed part of one's strength, if one's own abilities were lacking, one would forever be looked down upon.
The proper interpretation of "background is also part of one's strength" was that it could provide many conveniences in cultivation and spare one a great deal of trouble.
It did not mean one's background was capital for acting lawlessly and without restraint. People like that would be despised no matter how powerful their backing was.
"You..."
The young man choked up instantly. That was exactly what he had intended to say.
He had not expected the person before him to see straight through his thoughts.
"But, Fellow Daoist, do you know what sort of place this is? Every person here possesses a noble status. With a mere stomp of their foot, they can make the Imperial Capital tremble three times over; with a casual word, they can reduce countless experts across countless star systems to ashes."
"And you... from what I can see... you are merely a Rogue Cultivator, aren't you? You truly have no right to mock us here."
Halfway through speaking, the young man secretly glanced at Lu Changfeng in the distance, whose expression remained unchanged, before slowly voicing the latter half of his words.
After all, this man had arrived with Lu Changfeng, and Lu Changfeng was someone he could not afford to offend.
"I'm