"This arrogant brat, is he treating us like ripe persimmons to squeeze at will?" Xin Shang, the Sect Leader of the Blood Shadow Sect, looked at the handbill in his hand and sneered.
"He has the capital to be arrogant." Ge Feiyun, the Sect Master of the Magic Spirit Sect, chuckled, her tongue gliding over her lips as her captivating eyes swept across the crowd. "Among those present, who could take down the Return to Dragon View single-handedly? Such a feat, I'm afraid, could only be achieved by true celestial prodigies."
"Just a posturing clown!" Zhao Tulong of the Blood Separation Sect twirled his wine glass. "Throughout history, countless prodigies have perished prematurely. Only those who survive can truly be called prodigies..."
