He then turned his gaze to the Elder at his feet, who was barely clinging to life,
then removed a Storage Pouch from his waist, tossed it onto the Elder, and said:
"Tell your young master that from here on, we'll settle this with real strength!"
"How dared he!"
Bai Yu watched the scene before him with a dark expression, then viciously smashed the wine cup in his hand onto the ground.
"How dared he humiliate me!"
When had Bai Yu ever suffered such indignity?
As the young master of White Bone Mountain, he had been granted whatever he wanted since childhood—wind when he wished for wind, rain when he wished for rain. No one had ever dared toy with him like this.
The maidservants attending nearby trembled with fear, terrified that a careless move might bring disaster upon themselves.
"A clown leaping on the stage. This old man will personally teach him a lesson later!"
The black-robed Elder Wu Feng narrowed his eyes, a faint blaze of anger showing within them.
"With Uncle Wu taking action, he'll definitely receive a profound lesson!" Bai Yu rejoiced at once.
Among White Bone Mountain, his Uncle Wu's strength could at least rank in the top five. He was also White Bone Mountain's greatest source of confidence in securing the position of Lord of Jiangling Prefecture.
"However, before that, we can let them fight among themselves for a while. I recall that in the first round, wasn't there another person who dared oppose us?"
It turned out that besides Zhou Xun, there was also a Red Valley Daoist who had not conceded automatically and had instead defeated White Bone Mountain's chosen candidate.
"If we can arrange for that Red Valley Daoist to face Zhou Xun in the next round, they can slaughter each