But it was precisely because of such a cadence that everyone present could hear it clearly.
"If Chu Yi from our Hengyue Sect wasn't exceptionally skilled, he'd probably be lying dead under the longsword of your Zhengyang Sect by now."
Cheng Kun's scheme hadn't succeeded, and resentful feelings churned in his heart.
In front of everyone, Yang Dingtian not only humiliated him but also embarrassed the entire Zhengyang Sect.
Claiming that Zhengyang Sect's disciples disregard Cheng Kun's authority—wasn't that implying his management was incompetent?
"Hengyue Sect's leader, don't worry. I will definitely provide you with a satisfactory explanation for this matter."
As he spoke, Cheng Kun's gaze turned cold, landing on Chu Yi: "Let him go, and we will deal with him according to the sect's rules."
Chu Yi shook his head, looking at Cheng Kun with an amused expression: "Let him go? Are you trying to brush me off? Hmm?"
