Chen Shan was beginning to lose his temper a little.
Were the two people in front of him out of their minds? Could they not understand the current situation at all?
He, Chen Shan, was a Sect Master of a sect, after all.
Was the Red Mist Sect really some obscure, minor sect? Even if his own strength was not top-tier and he was vastly weaker compared to that senior, he felt not a shred of fear facing the two men before him.
Under normal circumstances, if he were in their shoes and someone much stronger suddenly appeared to question them about these matters, he would surely explain the ins and outs with utmost politeness and engage in proper communication. But the attitude these two were displaying—was this supposed to be communication?
Chen Shan looked again at their arrogant demeanor and at the demons lying dead behind them, observing how the monsters' heads had been neatly lined up on the ground, ready to be carted back.
Ignoring their cold expressions, he simply continued with his own statement.
"Fellow Daoists, whether you choose to listen to what I am about to say or not does not matter at all. We are simply fulfilling our basic duty of passing along a message."
"First of all, even though we do not know who you are or where you come from, there is one thing you must understand: there are always people above people, and heavens beyond heavens."
"Do not assume that your own sect is invincible, and certainly do not rely on your sect's power to act as some kind of unr…
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