Since all the sect disciples kneeled down, the Great Elder appeared especially conspicuous!
And, Fat Dragon turned his gaze toward the Great Elder!
"Whoosh"
Fat Dragon gracefully leaped forward, arriving in front of the Great Elder!
The Great Elder glared with big eyes, filled with pride as he stared back at Fat Dragon!
"Back then, when my parents were harmed, I remember, you had a hand in it too, didn't you?" Fat Dragon stood in front of the Great Elder, speaking sharply.
"And what of it?" The Great Elder responded with lofty ambition.
"Haha, and what of it?" Fat Dragon let out a cold laugh, clenching his fists, "Yun Qing has already been defeated by me, what do you count as?"
"I am the Great Elder of the Ming Soul Sect, equipped with the Minghun Gold Medal, would you dare to lay a hand on me?" The Great Elder took out a gold medal from his waist, holding it up in his hand.
