“You’re just a deputy pavilion master, are you qualified to speak here?”

When Zhou Yuan’s cold voice echoed in the hall, a cold light emerged in Fang Ao’s sinister eyes. Fang Ao curled his lips, revealing his white teeth. “What arrogance. Do you not know how much weight the pavilion master of the Wind Pavilion has?”

“Chen Beifeng wouldn’t even be ranked in the top five of the Fire Pavilion. Do you think you’re very powerful just because you have defeated ...