"Hmm?"
Upon hearing Mo Wangchen's words and seeing his current gaze, even Hu Shengtian couldn't help but feel a shiver in his heart.
His brows furrowed immediately. How could this be possible?
Though Mo Wangchen rose in the current era as a top king among many young talents, his cultivation was still seemingly only at the late stage of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, right?
How could such a person make him feel that inexplicable threat?
While inwardly puzzled, Hu Shengtian didn't think too much and snorted coldly, saying, "I'll give that gentleman face and don't wish to make things difficult for you, but your disciple is completely without manners, injuring my great-grandson and openly defying me. You're a significant figure in the Real World with a Divine King Body now, so shouldn't you know how to discipline your own disciples?"
