Jin Rou's Personal Chair

"Bullshit!" Windchild Scion stood up and smashed the table in front of him, "Are you taking me, Windchild Scion, for a fool? Don't you think you're too obvious with your words just now?"

Palace Master Dina's smile was now gone and looked at Elder Na, "Elder Na, I advise you to control the Windchild Scion. Not because he is the future heir of your sect means that he can push his weight around. It doesn't work that way, especially in our turf."

"That sounds threatening, Palace Master." Windchild Scion sneered, "Do you think your palace can take my wrath?"

"You're speaking highly of yourself, Scion." Palace Master was still sitting down with a calm and dark expression, "You are young, yet you are already this complacent. I wonder how did your sect raised you to act like this."