1317 Return (2)

The genius of the Divine Elephant Clan coldly glanced at him. "If you're angry, just go to him. Why are you yelling at me? Do you think I'm scared of you?"

"Just ignore him. He's mentally ill." Another Dao Child candidate glanced at Zhan Wushuang. All the rumors in the institute and the reports they received about Su Ping involved the Rain Clan in an undignified way. He thought much less of the Rain Clan at the moment.

Zhan Wushuang almost burst into fury after seeing all the Dao Child candidates' cold looks. He solemnly clenched his fists as he stomached the humiliation.

There were high-ranked clans behind each of the Dao Child candidates; he couldn't afford offending all of them.

"Humph!" Noticing that Zhan Wushuang fell silent, the genius of the Divine Elephant Clan snorted and said to the group, "I just received news from the elder. How many small worlds do you think this human Dao Child has cultivated?"