"Clan Leader, I've told you that you can't stop me." After taking a glance at Zhou Zheng, the Zhou Clan grand elder then looked at the people below his feet and yelled in his deep voice, "Cowardly rat, you dare to act, but don't have the guts to bear the responsibility?!"
"The old fella's so hot-tempered!" Duan Ling Tian ascended into the sky as the people watched in shock and he soon arrived before the Zhou Clan grand elder. He faced him fearlessly.
"It's you… who killed my son?" The grand elder asked.
"If your son's named Zhou Li, then I guess so," Duan Ling Tian responded casually.
"It's him!"
"He killed the Zhou Clan grand elder's son?"
…
At that time, the people at the Zhou Clan's auction fair snapped back to their senses.
Never had they thought that the purple-clad young man would have killed the Zhou Clan grand elder's only son.
They thought about it, and it soon made sense to them.