The Saintess?!
Though they had already suspected as much, no one dared believe what they saw and heard. Their astonished eyes widened round.
Only Yi Feng, standing near the front of the crowd, froze for a moment.
After leading the others in paying their respects, Luo Buqun's eyes brimmed with pride. He felt as though he had successfully borrowed great power, as though he had already leaped through the Dragon Gate and become a dragon, too lazy to spare another glance at the ants before the gate.
He swept them a casual glance and saw Yi Feng suddenly standing there dazed.
Just as he had expected.
He was only a mere Saint. Faced with such a formation, how could he possibly dare resist?
It was understandable.
Forget this pretty boy being scared witless—even Luo Buqun himself had not expected to summon such a terrifying lineup. After today, the Tian Yin Sect's status would surely soar!
The more he thought about it, the more pleased he became. Luo Buqun seized the chance to make a name for himself.
With one hand extended in welcome, he turned toward Yi Feng and the others with a smug smile!
"This is the Saintess of the Moon God Pavilion!"
"The people behind her are all senior experts of the Moon God Pavilion. You ants dared bully my Tian Yin Sect; today, you will pay the price!"
The Moon God Pavilion?!
The name, blazing like the noonday sun, struck like thunder. Several hundred people of the Song residence went pale as earth!
That terrifying existence of legend had actually sent people here. Even a contemporary prodigy like the Saintess stood right before them. Despair spread across every face.
Song Decai collapsed to the ground, his face filled with the terror of knowing all was lost!
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