Alas, the Tiger Has a Wounded Heart

Xiao Yan was not familiar with this male disciple from the Ice and Snow Palace.

But when he learned the man was only at the second layer of the Golden Core Realm, contempt rose in his heart.

He, Xiao Yan, Geng Shu, and Ji Suifeng—who among them wasn't one of the sect's top Golden Core Realm prodigies?

Who among them wasn't at the tenth layer of the Golden Core Realm?

Who among them wasn't renowned, their fame shaking the entire Mystic Ice Island?

A mere male disciple from the Ice and Snow Palace, unknown to all, simply had no qualifications to enter the Divine Temple with them.

"Brother Ji, this man is too arrogant."

Seeing that Geng Shu could barely hold back his anger, Xiao Yan fanned the flames as well.

"Heh, perhaps he has something to be arrogant about?"

Ji Suifeng smiled casually and looked at Geng Shu. "Since none of us can stand the sight of him, why not send him back? What do you think, Brother Geng?"

"Just what I had in mind."

Geng Shu burst into laughter and waved his hand. A streak of black light shot out like a giant serpent.

A glint flashed between Ji Suifeng's brows, and a streak of sword light flew out.

Xiao Yan lightly stamped his foot, sending ripples of starlight spreading outward.

The three Golden Core Realm prodigies attacked Chen Changming at the same time.

"I had no intention of harming a tiger, but the tiger insists on harming me..."

Chen Changming sighed softly.

His figure flickered like a ghost, dodging every attack. His speed was so astonishing it left onlookers awestruck.

Chen Changming appeared beside Ji Suifeng and kicked him hard, sending him flying.

Ji Suifeng cried out as he rolled across the snow.

What?

Geng Shu and