Chapter 1142: Who's Afraid of Who!

Mongrel?!!!

At this moment, Ji Chuchen was utterly dumbfounded!

Not just him, but including Hall Master Ji himself, and even everyone present, were staring wide-eyed at each other.

My God! In such a grand assembly of talents and powerful figures, at such a formal occasion, to utter such filthy language, how unseemly!

Too vulgar! Too reprehensible! Too nauseating!

As cultivators who stand above all beings, there is naturally a sense of detachment and transcendence, even when engaging in verbal spats or insults, there are boundaries; but to directly call someone a "mongrel," that is the epitome of vulgarity!

In an instant, many people could not help but feel a surge of disgust towards Huang Xiaolong. Even those who had genuinely admired Huang Xiaolong's methods just a moment ago were now looking down on him.