Just as the young girl’s voice fell, the dozen or so cultivators rushed forward in unison, surrounding Mo Yang tightly. Two of them even made their move directly, drawing the longswords from their waists and pressing them straight against Mo Yang’s neck.
"You ignorant and arrogant fool, how dare you strike the third young master of our esteemed Jun Family! Have you lost your damn mind?" one of the cultivators shouted angrily at Mo Yang.
"The esteemed third young master of the Jun Family? What even is the Jun Family?" Mo Yang put down the jar of wine in his hand. Even with two sharp longswords resting against his neck, not a trace of panic appeared on his face. Instead, he frowned and asked the question.
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