The cave was originally quiet, but it was filled with a heavy atmosphere.
However, as soon as Lang Xing finished speaking, the previously quiet cave became like a roaring sea, tightening the hearts of those present.
Yu Tian and Qingxuan both stood up simultaneously, exuding a terrifying Hua Yuan Realm cultivation, pressing towards Lang Xing.
Although Lang Xing appeared extremely calm on the surface, under this oppressive force, cold sweat oozed from his forehead.
His hand slightly tightened around the teacup, and blood flowed down his arm to the ground.
Lang Xing forcibly suppressed the unease in his heart, casually throwing the shattered teacup to the ground, and then wiped his bloodstained hand on the nearby table before finally speaking calmly.
"Brothers, you can't possibly want to make a move against me here, that's not right. If you do something to me here, the whole Can Yuan will know, and I'm afraid your Qingxuan Bird Clan won't be able to stay unscathed."
