Ye Lin was somewhat taken aback as he watched those people screaming in the distance.
He had not even made a move, yet they had somehow crippled themselves?
Ye Lin's first thought was that these people could not possibly be trying to scam him, could they?
But judging by their reactions, they did not seem to be pretending, so Ye Lin withdrew his pressure.
It was the first time he had ever witnessed such a sight.
He had yet to make a move, but the other side had already ruined themselves.
It was simply too strange.
All he had felt was a burst of light enveloping him, and then they had been crippled.
"Little Friend Ye."
Ling Jian spoke from above.
He tried his utmost to keep his voice steady.
"My disciples are young and hot-blooded, ignorant of the vastness of heaven and earth. It was indeed wrong of them to offend you, little friend."
"This old man apologizes on their behalf."
After speaking, Ling Jian dipped his head slightly.
That gesture sent a violent shock through the hearts of every Heavenly Eye Spirit Race member who remained conscious.
Their clan chief had actually lowered his head to a junior?
And personally apologized to that junior?
This had to be fake, right?
Hearing this, Ye Lin glanced at Ling Jian and let out a soft laugh.
"There is no need for Clan Chief Ling Jian to do this. It was merely a spar between us."
"Before coming here, I had thought the Heavenly Eye Spirit Race might give me a few surprises."
"Who would have thought that this would be what it came to in the end?"
"This performance truly disappoints me."
After saying that, Ye Lin shook his head with a disappointed expression.
His tone, his expression—his mockery was