"Suppress me? Who do you think you are?" Yan Hun sneered. "Even Dragon Esteem cannot suppress me; how could you?"
"..." The crowd was speechless. Yan Hun's biggest point of pride was having once competed with Dragon Esteem for a woman.
"I'm not belittling you, but when I was contending with Dragon Esteem, you were still drinking milk in your mother's arms!" Yan Hun spoke loftily.
"You!" Saint Qian Qiu was furious.
"Are you dissatisfied?" Yan Hun asked coldly. "You may have reached the Human King Realm before me, but your seniority doesn't compare to mine! I should be of the same generation as your grandfather or great-grandfather; if you don't believe me, go home and ask them!"
"..."
All Saints were aware of Yan Hun's history: the old fellow competed with Dragon Esteem for a woman, failed, and ended up sticking around the Dragon Clan.
Although Yan Hun lacked the decorum due to his age, his seniority was undeniably ancient, making him an elder even among Human Kings.
