Qin Hao ignored Yun Cheng and turned his gaze toward the others in the hall. His tone was calm. "There must be quite a few people here who refuse to accept me. In that case, come at me together!"
At those words, everyone's expression changed.
Then their faces darkened until they looked ready to drip water.
The younger Ancestral Gods, especially Yun Ye and Yun Cheng, stared fixedly at Qin Hao.
If looks could kill, Qin Hao would already have been riddled with holes.
Even Yun Muzhou, Yun Xiao, and the others seated at the head of the hall were badly taken aback.
They knew Qin Hao was strong enough to kill the Ironbone Commander and the Black Demon Dragon, and that he was brimming with pride.
But they had never imagined it.
Qin Hao was actually this arrogant!
"Arrogant!"
"Arrogant!"
Yun Cheng trembled with fury.
This was contempt!
Utter, naked contempt!
Contempt for the entire Yun Family, and even more so for him, Yun Cheng!
He could never accept this, no matter what.
"Fine, fine, fine. I hope you can still say that in a moment."
Yun Cheng abruptly strode away from his seat and into the center of the hall. A sharp saber appeared in his hand out of thin air. He raised it, pointing its tip at Qin Hao, and spoke in a voice that was almost a furious roar:
"Qin Hao, get down here!"
"I'll see whether I can deal with you alone!"
At the head of the hall.
Qin Hao sat in his chair and swept his gaze over everyone present. Although their eyes were dark with anger, and several looked eager to try their hands, none of the others stepped forward. He raised an eyebrow.
Qin Hao already understood the situation.
Simply put, this