At Zhao Tianyang's command, everyone charged forward.
They surrounded the sedan chair where Yang Yan was, each eyeing it fiercely.
"Is this how Zhujian Mountain Villa treats its guests?" Li Wan Hua asked coldly.
His face turned icy, his entire being radiating a divine brilliance.
The Immortal Physique showed itself in its fullest!
Halos of light enveloped him, exuding an otherworldly aura!
Zhao Tianyang let out a cold snort.
"You injured my Zhujian Mountain Villa's Sword Slave, and now you talk to me about hospitality," he barked.
"Enough with the nonsense, all of you get off the sedan chair.
Then kneel before me and apologize one by one to my Zhujian Mountain Villa people!
If not, none of you will leave here today!"
Li Wan Hua glanced around.
"Just relying on them?"
He could tell that the Sword Slaves surrounding them were all cultivators with a level of cultivation above the Daoist Palace Five Treasures.
