At the scene, the attitudes of the crowd were different, with some people snickering and others shocked. Yan Ruoxue, watching from afar, could not help but cover her mouth and chuckle secretly.
"As expected, lower-class people are uncultured," Si Qianjing said coldly.
Qin Yu sneered and said," If you were a True Sain at the peak, I might be afraid of you. But you're just a dying old man. Once you make a move, you'll probably die, too, right? Why do you still have an arrogant look on your face?
"Moreover, what do you mean by low class and uncultured? Ask the people who came here to participate in this grand event. Who would treat the Traceless Immortal Scripture as theirs like you? You were incapable of getting it, but when someone else did, you acted arrogantly relying on your seniority. Don't you have shame?"
Qin Yu's non-stop cursing made Si Qianjing's face turn red, and he was instantly enraged.