A deep, thunderous voice rang out, and a terrifying pressure came crashing head-on!
Jin Weiyuan's legs went weak with fright, and he hurriedly dropped to his knees. Yet after pondering his words for several breaths, he still had no clue what to say and could only panic as he tried to defend himself and beg for mercy.
"Cousin, please see clearly!"
"I—I would never dare harbor ill intentions toward the Heavenly Fate Sect! Where did that come from?!"
Jin Weiyuan truly felt wronged. He had been inexplicably berated, without even knowing what he had done wrong, and could only beg desperately with a dazed expression.
But just as his words fell, the sound of a palm slamming onto the table thundered out!
"Bang!"
An even more terrifying pressure spread forth, startling Jin Weiyuan until cold sweat seeped across his brow and even breathing became somewhat difficult!
At the same time, the voice that followed was already steeped in obvious fury!
"Bastard!"
"You kept saying that the New Sword Sect's sect master possessed only a little cultivation, merely slightly stronger than you, and was skilled in palm techniques and martial arts! As for that so-called Great Protector, he had already vanished without a trace and was not worth mentioning at all!"
"Yet when the Fourth Elder went there personally, those two turned out to be Heavenly Sun Realm experts, wielding fierce sword arts! Had the Fourth Elder's cultivation not been profound, he might have perished on the spot in that battle!"
"You nearly caused my Heavenly Fate Sect to lose a great general, and you still refuse to tell the truth?!"
Heavenly Sun Realm?
Fierce sword arts?!
How was that possible!
Hearing this, Jin Weiyuan lifted his eyes in shock!
Only then did he see that his cousin, Jin Zhenyuan, seated