A sharp gleam flashed in the handsome young master's eyes.
With one hand propping up his cheek, he lowered his gaze and spoke with a teasing expression.
"Interesting. Truly interesting."
"Don't say this young master hasn't given you a chance. Since you're so confident, call for aid from your sect. We'll wait here and see who the frog at the bottom of the well truly is."
His domineering words echoed through the air, while the Heavenly Tier experts remained utterly calm.
The Xiong father and son were immediately untied.
Though those words were utterly unreasonable, to these people, they somehow seemed perfectly natural—as though the young master's words could never possibly be wrong.
Faced with such a strange situation, father and son were both somewhat dumbfounded.
They had never seen anyone so confident. He truly did not take them seriously at all, nor did he fear the forces behind them in the slightest!
That confidence was simply off the charts, even bordering on madness!
For the moment, father and son could not tell truth from falsehood. Wary looks filled their eyes as they sat vigilantly.
Watching their reactions,
the young master's teasing smile grew even more pronounced.
"Send word and call for aid. This young master will wait and see."
A soft laugh rang out.
Whether it was the fairy maiden beauties beside the jade chair or the Heavenly Tier experts standing silently at either side, all of them revealed varying degrees of contemptuous amusement, their gazes tinged with pity.
This kind of confidence was simply madness!
It was more than merely looking down on others—it was outright disregard for everything!
The Xiong father and son were utterly perplexed, unable to understand where the other side got such overwhelming confidence. Yet when they thought of the many formidable figures on