Ye Futian paused in his tracks, the faces of the cultivators from the West Imperial Palace—all of whom had vicious intentions toward him—started to turn ugly.
"Palace Lord, this guy plundered the Ancient Emperor inheritance belonging to us West Imperial Palace" Someone still didn't want to give up and tried to explain something.
"Shut up"
A divine might descended from the skies and landed directly on the person who spoke, making his face turn pale. The others who wanted to say something also instantly shut their mouth. All of them had a difficult expression in their eyes.
When the Palace Lord was angered, who dared to go against him?
Atop the West Imperial Palace, an apparition appeared there with unparalleled majesty and might. That was the Palace Lord of the West Imperial Palace.
"We have been very ill-mannered. May Renhuang Ye please forgive us." They had to compromise and lower their heads to apologize to Ye Futian.