He’s Duan Ling Tian!

Originally, the inner court disciple thought that the outer court disciple in front of him would seem bewildered the moment he realized that he was blocking him.

However, who would have known that instead of being bewildered, this person had actually dared to talk back boldly?

Somehow, he had no idea why but dread started to rise up in his heart at this time.

Could this outer court disciple have somebody backing him?

Otherwise, why would he have dared to talk back to him, an inner court disciple, in such a manner?

Was he not afraid that he would be beaten until he had to be bedridden for several months?

At this point, many people had noticed the stalemate between Duan Ling Tian and the man. One after another, they came forward to watch the show.

Even the inner court disciples who were vendors on the first level of the Merit Pavilion had also closed their stalls to watch the show. To them, watching the show was much more interesting than guarding their stalls.