"Seek guidance?"
"Heh, the Saber Saint's disciple truly is arrogant—he won't even give us clan chiefs the slightest bit of face?"
"A Daluo Golden Immortal at the peak. His aura is barely steady, but what a pity—his foundation is shallow. He is destined not to go far in the future."
"This fellow is arrogant beyond measure. Is it his strength that gives him such confidence, or something else?"
"Now that I see him, he seems rather ordinary."
In the distance, more than a dozen young members of the Heavenly Eye Spirit Race whispered among themselves.
Though their voices were not loud, how could Ye Lin possibly fail to hear them?
To Ye Lin's ears, every word they said was crystal clear, each sentence cutting and harsh.
The vertical eyes between their brows flickered with strange light, as though they believed they had seen straight through Ye Lin.
Clan Chief Ling Jian and several elders watched their noses, their noses watched their hearts, and none of them spoke to stop it.
Since it was a dispute between juniors, it was naturally for the juniors themselves to resolve.
They would neither interfere nor stop it.
Let it be.
Besides, deep down, they thought the same way.
Why had Ye Lin come?
He had come under the Saber Saint's name to put the Heavenly Eye Spirit Race in their place.
No matter how powerful the Saber Saint was, his hand should not have reached into the affairs of the Heavenly Eye Spirit Race. From top to bottom, the entire Heavenly Eye Spirit Race was deeply unconvinced by this.
Now was the perfect chance to let this fellow see the truth and suffer a proper setback. It could also count as them educating the Saber Saint's disciple on his master's behalf.
"Fellow Daoist Ye