No Such Thing!
Editor: Atlas Studios
"Your Excellency, I came from Heavenly Water Imperial Capital, my grandfather is …"
Zhuo Han was just about to report his background when the old drunkard's aura suddenly released. Zhuo Han's complexion turned white all at once, kneeling on the ground with a thud.
The old drunkard said in a cold voice, "You dare to threaten me? Forget about Zhuo Shilong, even if Ji Xun came, he'd have to tuck his tail between his legs and behave here too!"
The old drunkard's aura was too horrifying. Those Divine Lord Realm powerhouses all turned white as a sheet.
They could not withstand the old drunkard's powerful pressure at all.
"Humph! Put away your pride, your pride is utterly worthless in front of this old man! Although one can't make a move under the Heavenspan Mountain, dealing with little babies like you guys, just one look is enough!"
How did the old drunkard still have any drunkenness at this time? He had the solemn air of an expert.