"Who was that?"
Hearing such brazen words, everyone turned curiously toward the figure at the edge of the square.
A young man dressed in a fitted black outfit stood casually there, his expression cold, his eyes fixed on Gu He... or rather, Yun Yun beside him.
When they saw that the person who had spoken so arrogantly was merely a young man who looked to be in his early twenties, they all began to mock him.
"Where did this greenhorn come from? He actually dared to cause trouble at the Misty Cloud Sect. Has he grown tired of living?"
"Exactly! What a shame. Not only will he lose his life, he'll drag his family down with him too. Causing trouble at the Misty Cloud Sect Master's wedding-he really doesn't know whether he's living or dying."
The Misty Cloud Sect was powerful and wealthy, with no shortage of people eager to curry favor with it. Moreover, most of the guests belonged to families supported by the sect. At the sight of Xiao Fan, they naturally let every insult fly.
Seeing Xiao Fan appear, Gu He's unease deepened, but remembering that Yun Shan, who had already advanced to Dou Zong, was the one driving all of this gave him a little more confidence.
"Brat, it seems you'd rather drink the wine of punishment than accept a toast."
Seeing that only Xiao Fan had appeared even now, Gu He gradually regained his resolve. Whatever happened, one man alone could not possibly throw the entire Misty Cloud Sect into chaos.
Just then, Yun Leng's voice rang out as well.
"Brat, tell me how you want to die."
Yun Leng gave a vicious grin, then appeared in midair, sneering down at Xiao Fan.
"Tsk, tsk. I still haven't settled the score for your nighttime intrusion