"A mere Core Disciple dares speak to Senior Brother Feng Zhen like that?"
"Doesn't he know the gap in strength? Is he trying to die?"
"Bold enough! This kid is truly arrogant beyond measure!"
The moment they heard Nie Yun's words, the crowd erupted.
Feng Zhen's status among the sect leader's disciples was the same as Nie Yun's among the Core Disciples—both ranked first. He had always been absolute in his word; no one had ever dared contradict him by so much as half a sentence. Yet now, not only had Nie Yun contradicted him, he had even cursed him by pointing at the mulberry while cursing the locust, calling him a dog. It was no different from slapping him across the face in public.
"Good, very good. It seems I've been in seclusion for too many years, and many people no longer understand what rules are!"
Feng Zhen laughed in extreme anger. A sinister gleam flashed through his eyes as he sneered, "A mere Core Disciple dares run wild before me? Zhan Jun, teach him what rules are!"
"Yes!"
One of the sect leader's disciples who had been agreeing with him all along stepped forward.
The man was exceptionally tall, built like a tower, with surging power pulsing through his body. Judging from his aura alone, he was stronger than Ji Xuan.
Whoosh!
The moment he appeared, Shang Quan and Nie Tong both moved behind Nie Yun.
"Step aside first!" Knowing they were worried something might happen to him, Nie Yun waved them away.
"Kid, kneel immediately, apologize to Senior Brother Feng Zhen, and agree with his decision. Then today's matter will be settled. Otherwise, I'll let you know that the so-called number one Core Disciple amounts to nothing before us!"
Zhan Jun shouted, his face full of cold