"Boy! What are you thinking?" the farm manager grabbed Qin Lan's hand before he went forward to look for trouble on his own. He's wondering where Qin Lan's guts came from, as someone not even in the first stage of Flesh Refining Realm.
"Let me go, manager. I'll teach that fucker a lesson." Qin Lan's head was filled with anger as he wanted to teach that disciple a lesson for his disrespect.
The manager tried his best to keep Qin Lan from going there but found it impossible to keep Qin Lan behind. Although Qin Lan only has a physique capable of holding a drop of Pure Spiritual Energy within, it felt like he was filled with strength more than he could have.
But before he made it past the village chief, Qin Lan's hands were caught by the elder before he made another step forward. Unwilling to get rough to the point he injured his benefactor, Qin Lan controlled his anger right on the spot and angrily stared at the disciple.