Ning Fan's words were like gentle spring breezes, caressing the world.
Each word, unblemished by worldliness, yet conveyed a compelling undertone that was hard to refute.
"Such arrogance; Dragon Tiger Mountain's disciple indeed possesses awe-inspiring spirit, like towering mountains and vast seas."
"As a Dragon Tiger Mountain disciple, he speaks with such condescension, yet remaining so polite and well-mannered."
"Did you leave your brain at home? Is this called being polite? Telling Flame Monarch to leave directly, seemingly peaceful, yet actually overbearing – truly remarkable."
Everyone's faces changed, and their calm hearts suddenly stirred.
Dragon Tiger Mountain disciple, no small matter, upon arriving, the disciple directly told Flame Monarch to leave.
The unspoken message was too obvious: I'm giving you face to leave on your own, otherwise, I'll have to force you to leave; the result would be the same.