"Who are you! I, the elder of the Yan Family, am unaware when we offended such a formidable personage. If there has been any offense, I beseech you to point it out, as there must certainly be some misunderstanding here."
A flash of light and under the leadership of the ancient ancestor of the Yan Family, eight elders and Yan Jiexi appeared on the deck of the building ship.
Many cultivators from another building ship also poked out their heads, and several haughty young masters had already started to curse out loud, their expressions proud and arrogant; evidently, they were accustomed to arrogance. However, this group was quickly silenced by the elders behind them.
With his purple hair dancing in the air, Yi Chen saw this scene and felt it somewhat absurd; the corners of his mouth gradually split to reveal a strange and fierce smile.
"You actually don't recognize me? After ambushing and attempting to murder me, you now have the nerve to claim there must be some misunderstanding?"
