Can we stop this?

An uproar rose within the hall.

Previously, everyone had thought that Chu Yu was a lunatic who did whatever he wanted, forcing Zhou Yang to vomit.

Only now did they realise that he was not a lunatic; he was simply too powerful!

The Zhou family had substantial influence within the Chinese realm of cultivators. Even the large and well-renowned schools were unwilling to make an enemy out of this family.

It was completely unthinkable that a young man could tarnish their reputation so badly!

Where did the middle-aged man go?

He was hurled out of the room just from Chu Yu’s slap!

The old woman had let loose a deafening screech before pouncing on Chu Yu.

"Go to hell, you little b*stard!" she vehemently roared.

Her outcry shook the entire hall, and the magical formations that protected the clubhouse were teetering on the edge of disintegration. Fissures began to appear along the walls, and they seemed to be on the brink of collapse.

Again, Chu Yu raised his hand.

Bang!