After Jiao Xiu finished talking, he vanished from the main seat and charged toward Chen Xiu. He looked like a blur full of divine presence. Even if Chen Xiu had god father's order letter, as long as Jiao Xiu controlled his strength and made sure that Chen Xiu did not die, he would be fine.
Inside the halls, the elders looked over coldly and stood up one after another while emitting half god presence. In the meantime, Ming Wang, who was standing in a corner, watched Chen Xiu, afraid that he would escape from the great hall. After all, there was the precedent of last time.
The youths outside the hall looked at Chen Xiu's back and felt the divine pressure coming from inside. Their complexion went pale, and they began to ridicule him again.
"He sure is shameless, even daring to talk to Patriarch like that. He sure is reckless."
