"Kid, what are you laughing at?"
Du Qingye angrily questioned Ning Jianfeng.
First, that damn monk laughed, and now this guy is laughing too.
Do they really find what is being said so funny?
"Cough, cough..."
Ning Jianfeng lightly coughed twice and said, "Sorry, I just purely find it funny how you all introduce yourselves, your cultivation, and your rankings like that."
"You..."
Du Qingye was furious, "Do you mean your cultivation is higher than ours, and your rankings are higher than ours?"
Once he said this.
"Pff, pff, pff..."
Even Wu Qiansheng, Shen Tu Xiong, Baili Wushuang, and others couldn’t hold it in anymore. They all spat out their tea and laughed out loud.
Seeing Wu Qiansheng and others burst into laughter.
The Heavenly Pride present all had darkened expressions, their bodies trembling with rage.
Guo Xiaochen stepped out, looked at Zhao Hetu, and said solemnly, "Brother Zhao, are these the friends you brought?
They dare to openly mock my guests, really have no manners at all!"
As he spoke, Guo Xiaochen coldly stared at Bujie and Ning Jianfeng, saying with a booming voice, "I ask the two of you to immediately apologize to my guests!"
"Apologize? Why should we apologize?"
Bujie shrugged and said, "You just mocked Brother Zhao and Brother Yun in front of us; shouldn’t you apologize to us first?"
"Exactly!"
Ning Jianfeng echoed, "You say we have no manners; do you think you have?"
Guo Xiaochen boomed, "I can give you a chance to apologize now, don’t make me angry!"
"Apologize!"
"Hurry and apologize!"
Other Heavenly Pride all glared at Bujie and others, shouting angrily.
Bujie leisurely sipped his tea and said, "We can apologize, but you must first apologize to Brother Zhao and Brother Yun!"
"Insolent!"
Du Qingye roared, leaping up, and with his right hand in a claw, he grabbed towards Bujie’s chest!
Swish!
His claw extended, a faint golden immortal light flickered, tracing five faint golden marks in the air, and even the Void twisted and deformed!
Bujie toyed with his teacup, turned his head, and said to Yang Luo, "Brother Yang, they started it first, can I show off... oh no, can I make a move now?"
Yang Luo took a sip of tea and said two words, "Go ahead."
Before the words fell!
"Alright then!"
Bujie grinned, exerting force with his right hand!
Whoosh!
The teacup contained a mighty energy, swooshing straight at Du Qingye’s chest!
At that moment!
Bang!
A dull thud!
The teacup shattered Du Qingye’s protective True Qi and struck his chest heavily!
"Uh..."
Before Du Qingye could approach Bujie, his body was shaken, retreating backward!
He retreated several meters before barely stabilizing himself!
Everyone turned to Du Qingye!
They saw a hole in Du Qingye’s chest clothes, and his hit skin turned bright red!
Yet, the teacup that Bujie threw was undamaged, and even the tea inside didn’t spill!
Bujie raised his right hand, the teacup returned to him, and he caught it, tilting his head back and drinking the tea in one gulp.
He placed the teacup on the table with a "clank" and raised an eyebrow, "Is that all?"
At that moment.
The whole place quieted down.