All of their faces turned ugly. One of them, who seemed to have a rather bad temper, said with a gloomy expression, "How can you speak like that? No matter what, we are still the elders of the Dark Dragon Pavilion. When we were elected as elders here, you were nowhere to be found. How dare you treat us with such disrespect?"
Oolong smiled coldly.
"Third Elder, don't be so angry. I haven't stayed in the Dark Dragon Pavilion as long as you have, but you'd better not forget that I am now the master of this place. Who do you think you are? Hurry up and get lost."
Oolong's tone was relatively gentle, but when he said the last sentence, his voice was extremely cold.
He didn't want to waste time with these three elders. After all, there was an important mission waiting for him to complete.
When the person who had just spoken heard his words, he unleashed his cultivation. However, before he could charge towards Oolong, someone beside him pulled him back.