Elder Hong's eyes widened at those words, and he asked in disbelief,
"What? You know the Young Sect Master?"
Then, seeming to realize something, he shook his head and let out an almost crazed roar,
"Impossible, impossible! This must be fake, impossible! How could you possibly know the Young Sect Master? The Young Sect Master is the next successor to the entire Xuanjie Mountain, standing in a lofty position. There's no way a bumpkin like you could ever cross paths with him."
I didn't bother to reply; this fellow was probably done for. I turned my gaze to President Liu beside him. At this moment, President Liu had lost his previous arrogance, but having grown accustomed to feeling superior, the fact that he hadn't pissed himself in terror upon seeing that even Elder Hong was no match for me was already a miracle. Still, his dignity wouldn't allow him to bow his head to me, so he stubbornly threatened,
"Kid, I'm warning you, I'm the president of Tianhai Group. If you lay a hand on me, don't even think about leaving Modu alive. Even if it bankrupts me, I'll ruin this so-called Yayue Pavilion of yours."
I speechlessly shook my head, thinking to myself what an absolute idiot this piece of work was. Even at this point, he still couldn't read the situation and was still standing there barking out threats—utterly ridiculous.
Chapter 107