Tang Hao's conditions

"Why are you all looking at me like that? Am I wrong?"

A young man at the xutian sect's table raised his head and shouted.

"Swish!"

The sneers on everyone's faces became even thicker.

This little brat from the heavenvoid sect was really stupid. Why was he still putting on the airs of a great sect at this time? wasn't he just offending people?

"Shut up!"

The other people from the xutian sect had ugly expressions on their faces, especially the few old men who were leading the group.

This time, they were here to make friends with that person and win him over. If they offended him now, how were they going to negotiate later?

"Martial uncle ..."

The young man felt wronged."I didn't say anything wrong. He's just a half-step ancestor from the outside. Why are you making such a big scene?"

The faces of the elders from the heavenvoid sect twitched, and they almost wanted to slap him.

"Oh? This little brother, are you talking about me?"