"Lan Tianchun!"
With Lan Tianchun's arrival, the three Martial Arts Masters furrowed their brows, their expressions turning grim as they spoke his name in unison.
"Oh? You recognize me! Well, that saves me the trouble of introducing myself!" Lan Tianchun ran a hand through his blue hair, a look of wild arrogance on his face. He swept a disdainful glance over the three Martial Arts Masters before his eyes landed on Ye Jizu. "You dare remain seated in my presence?" he taunted. "Who gave you the nerve?"
Before Ye Jizu could respond, Lan Tianchun finished speaking, raised his hand, and swiped it down through the air in Ye Jizu's direction.
Caught completely off guard, Ye Jizu's mind went blank. The next instant, the chair he was sitting on collapsed with a sharp CRACK! He landed hard on the floor, all the color draining from his face, leaving it deathly pale.
