He was listening to the conversation between the old guys on the sofa.
Ye Feng had gradually gained some understanding of this group of people.
The white-bearded old man who had just reprimanded him was Yan Mengtang, the sect leader of the Dragon and Tiger Sect in Southern Guangdong Province.
Among these people, he could be said to have the most prestige.
"Everyone, what do you think of today's battle?"
Upon hearing his question, everyone immediately began to talk about it.
"What else can I think? They're already at our doorstep, so we naturally have to fight to the death."
"That's right. This Japanese guy has defeated the younger generation of our eighteen provinces. If we lose again today, what face will the younger generation of China's martial arts world have?"
"Don't worry. He was only so arrogant before because he didn't meet me. Today, I'll make sure he dies here."