The First Elder emanated a murderous spirit all over him, his hair disheveled, looking quite wretched.
However, the powerful aura from him was awe-inspiring for everyone present.
Ethan Smith coldly glanced at the First Elder and said, "What, feeling bitter in your heart because I gave you a beating? You're not capable of killing me yourself, so you need your sect master's help? Haha, the Cloud Sect's second-in-command is nothing but a useless piece of trash!"
The First Elder trembled in anger from Ethan Smith's words. Being a man who wasn't eloquent, he couldn't find a retort against Ethan's statement.
"You little bastard, if it weren't for your sneak attack, how could I be injured by you!" the First Elder gritted his teeth and said.
Ethan Smith sneered, "You can't blame me for that. You should blame your own outdated ceremonial."
"Outdated ceremonial? Let me tell you, it was a respect for the sect master from the bottom of my heart!" the First Elder shouted angrily.