At this, Hua Wuhen was thoroughly enraged.
He had always presented himself to the world as a dashing, unrestrained man. Though he could not quite do whatever he pleased, he was accustomed to arrogance and indulgence, living freely as he wished.
It was not that he had never been humiliated to his face, but such incidents had all but vanished after he reached the tenth transformation. He had not experienced one in a long time.
"Fine, very fine. You've got guts! I'll show you what regret means!" As he spoke, he began gathering Spirit Essence again, preparing to attack Fang Qianyuan.
Yet Fang Qianyuan said, oddly calm, "From what you're saying, I suspect you don't know who I am. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Fang Qianyuan, a True Disciple of the Azure Cloud Sect and the second disciple of Jiang Yunfeng, the Lord of Ten Thousand Miles. If you want to take me on, fine. Lay down the terms and challenge me openly. We can each rely on our own abilities and have it out. Then the public can judge our victory or defeat, and neither of us will have anything to complain about. But if you resort to plots and schemes, my sect and my master's lineage will gladly see things through to the bitter end with your Hua Household!"
His speech certainly smacked of borrowing a tiger's hide to fly as his own banner, but realization dawned on everyone who heard it.
"So that's it!"
"So he's Fang Qianyuan!"
"He's actually the Fang Qianyuan who won the last Sect Grand Tournament? The Cang Mountain Berserker Wolf who fought a tenth-transformation opponent?"
"He's that young?"
"A disciple of Jiang Yunfeng, the Lord of Ten Thousand Miles... So he's the 'Lord of a Thousand Miles'!"
Had Fang Qianyuan