Ling Fan's eyebrows raised ever so slightly as he looked toward Xiong Tianlu on the Fighting Stage, who acted arrogantly as if he was above everyone else. He spoke lightly, "Even the Dragon Gate Master has to politely call me 'War Emperor' when he sees me, yet you, an insignificant member of Dragon Gate, dare to shout in front of me?"
Xiong Tianlu's eyes immediately bulged upon hearing this, his hair and beard bristled with rage, and smoke seemed to billow from his seven orifices. Pointing at Ling Fan, he cursed loudly, "How dare you, insolent madman, insult the prestige of our Dragon Gate! Our Sect Leader is lofty and high above, not someone you can slander with your wild and fanciful talk. As for that nonsense 'War Emperor', try defeating me, Xiong Tianlu, first!"
Ling Fan snorted with laughter, not at all speaking out of turn. Dragon Gate was one of the top three organizations in the world, on equal footing with Hongmen and Tangmen.