The crowd saw it, the young man bent his knees.
Clearly, he wanted to kneel, but could not bring himself to do so.
"Young man, you don't need to do anything, just listen to what I have to say, and the same goes for the rest of you."
Xia Liu scanned the Beast Taming Sect disciples and said.
No one dared to take it lightly, for if they dared to be careless, they might lose their lives.
"A man has gold under his knees, you don't need to kneel to me. Even if I wanted to kill you, I would strike regardless of broken heads."
Upon hearing Xia Liu's words, the eyes of the young man nearest to him turned bloodshot.
Xia Liu, who was the same age as him, had formidable cultivation, surpassing him greatly in both wisdom and tolerance.
"You are disciples of the Beast Taming Sect, but many things have nothing to do with you, at least not now. As for the future, I do not know."
