"You little beast, you... you dare to slap my face?"
The first moment, Xue Gong seemed to be utterly stupefied by the face-slapping delivered by Yun Xiao, but the next moment, he finally snapped back to reality. In an instant, the dignity of an inner sect brother and his utterly hypocritical facade were cast aside, forgotten in the clouds.
With that roar of rage, not only were Mo Qing and others unexpectedly shaken, even in the northern seats, Great Elder Lu Zhan slightly furrowed his brow, deeming this behavior utterly lacking in grace.
Because of Xue Gong's hypocritical nature, in front of his teacher Lu Zhan, he had always presented himself with respectful manners, winning the great favor of this elder. He had maintained this demeanor for many years.
