Upon hearing the elderly man's words, strange expressions flashed across everyone's faces.
The Lord Donghuang?
Calling himself a lord in front of the Si family and demanding respect, was he crazy?
Seeing everyone's expressions, Lord Donghuang was not only unafraid. Instead, he thought everyone was afraid of him. He continued smiling and said, "Aren't you all disrespecting me by barging into my Donghuang?"
Si Qianjing's expression became increasingly displeased. He looked at Lord Donghuang as if he was a fool.
"Of course, if you're willing to apologize to me, I can understand this matter. After all..."
"Pfft!"
Before Lord Donghuang could finish his sentence, a True Saint's eyes turned cold and directly shook him into a bloody mist!
"When the cat's away, the mice will play!" the True Saint said coldly.
The faces of the natives of Donghuang turned tremendously ugly. Their faces were ashen, and their hearts trembled!