Chang Li heard Xu Fan's voice and suddenly her legs weakened again, her whole body trembling, and she felt an extreme unease inside.
This feeling made Chang Li particularly furious, forcing herself to suppress the unease in her heart, and her arrogance flared up again instantly.
"Yes, you heard right, I want you to kneel down!"
As she spoke, she even pointed at the empty space in front of her.
"Ha, you are the first one who dares to ask me to kneel," Xu Fan said with a laugh of anger, with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering without wind, emitting an overwhelming aura as if he were above everyone else.
"I, Xu Fan, kneel neither to heaven nor to earth, and you, a market shrew, dare to ask me to kneel!"
"Are you worthy?"
"Hmm?"
Xu Fan's voice was not loud, no different from how he usually spoke.
The others heard it normally and did not find it strange.