"We just want to catch a glimpse of the Heavenly Book and broaden our horizons. The Su family shouldn't be so stingy."
Those Martial Artists who originally had no good reason began to chime in again, taking advantage of that person's words.
Su Hualin looked at the messy crowd in front of him, furrowing his brows. This was exactly the kind of situation he feared, yet here it was.
"Are you guys idiots? Do you really believe all those vague and ethereal rumors?" Huo Wensong was also quite upset at this moment; his bad temper flared up, and he glared as he spoke, "I'm telling you, we don't have any Heavenly Book; you better get lost!"
In fact, the same sentence, spoken by different people and in different tones, can convey different meanings, and the listeners' feelings will differ as well.
So, the moment Huo Wensong said that, Su Zhengyi inwardly sighed that this was bad!
