Plop!
Young Master Kun's legs went soft, and he knelt down immediately.
Silence!
Dead silence. Young Master Kun had already woken up the moment he knelt down, but he could already feel his knees touching the ground.
I knelt down!
I knelt down. I knelt down. I knelt down obediently.
Whoosh!
Young Master Kun stood up abruptly. His face was red and white, and his eyes were spitting out venomous rays as he stared at Qinchuan. If looks could kill, then this Young Master Kun would definitely tear Qinchuan into pieces without hesitation.
This was a humiliation, a great humiliation. This would be a stain on his life, a stain that couldn't be washed away, a shadow that would cast on him for the rest of his life. This would become a nightmare for him for the rest of his life.
"You're courting death!" Young Master Kun squeezed out these words through his teeth.
"I don't care who you are or how powerful your clan is. That's your clan, not you. Also, remember, you have to think carefully before making a move against me. Putting aside the fact that you can't kill me, even if you can, you have to be careful because I can easily drag you down with me." Qinchuan sneered at Young Master Kun.
This sentence was really effective. Young Master Kun naturally didn't want to die. Qinchuan's performance was really too strange. It was better to be safe than sorry. If it was true, even if he survived, if he was crippled, then what was the meaning of his life? He would really regret it.
However, if he was frightened by Ye Xiwen's ruthless words, then wouldn't he be even more terrified? Moreover, he hadn't vented the hostility in his heart yet. How could he clear up this matter?
At this moment, an old man walked to Young Master Kun's side. His expression was also very ugly. He looked at Qinchuan and said, "Young Master Kun, you are a descendant of the Sacred Martial Clan. How dare you ask Young Master Kun to kneel down? How dare you insult the Sacred Martial Clan? If the Divine Dragon Sect can't give the Sacred Martial Clan a satisfactory explanation, I don't mind fighting you."
Qinchuan pressed down on the old man. This old man was that Half-step Sacred Realm existence.
He looked down on everyone and didn't put anyone in his eyes.
He indeed had the capital to look down on everyone, and Young Master Kun was also full of confidence when he stood beside him. Initially, Qinchuan's words made him a little apprehensive, but it gradually faded away. Qinchuan's words made him slowly forget about it, and he once again felt the humiliation from before.
"Grandpa Hou, kill him, kill him." Young Master Kun said.
Qinchuan didn't say anything. He just looked at the old man.
The old man also looked at Qinchuan. The old man actually didn't dare to make trouble immediately because he thought of that great formation. This Divine Dragon Sect had a terrifying formation master who was definitely a terrifying existence. Therefore, he hoped to borrow the Divine Dragon Sect's power to get rid of Qinchuan, or to kill him after obtaining the Divine Dragon Sect's permission.
"You can choose not to believe me, but I'll make it clear. If you dare attack, all of you will die here." After saying that, Qinchuan waved his hand.
They were chasing him away.
Attack or leave!
However, if they left just like that, they would be utterly humiliated. If they attacked, they would really have some apprehension. The main reason was that they were worried about the mysterious formation master here. They were afraid that they would be trapped here and die.
Therefore, they were in a dilemma and felt extremely awkward.
"Go and call the person in charge of the Divine Dragon Sect here," the old man said.
The two people beside him left.
Qinchuan gave him a very mysterious feeling. This was because a young man could be so unscrupulous. This wasn't a pretense. This was because he had strong confidence and trump cards. It was precisely because of this that he, a Half-step Sacred Realm existence, didn't dare to act rashly.
Soon, Jian Qing came.
When Jian Qing heard about the matter, he also felt that it was a little tricky. However, after he arrived, he looked at the old man and Young Master Kun in a neither servile nor overbearing manner.
"Those who come from afar are guests. Although we welcome you and respect you, isn't it too much to treat guests like guests?" Jian Qing looked at the old man and then at Young Master Kun.
"Elder Jian Qing, the Sacred Martial Clan wants an explanation." Young Master Kun seemed to have not heard Jian Qing's words. He spoke almost immediately after Jian Qing finished speaking.
"If you want others to respect you first have to respect others. You want an explanation? Sure, but I need you to give my Divine Dragon Sect and my brother an explanation," Jian Qing said.
Young Master Kun was stunned.
The old man was also stunned. When did the Divine Dragon Sect become so unyielding? They even dared to ask the Sacred Martial Clan for an explanation.
Qin Chuan smiled. This Jian Qing wasn't bad, not bad at all. He had guts, and this wasn't something an ordinary person could do. This was because his opponent was from the Holy Martial Clan. If Qin Chuan wasn't confident, he wouldn't be able to be as calm and composed as Jian Qing.
This was really charisma and courage. Of course, Qinchuan also knew that the other party also wanted to repay his kindness. After all, Ye Futian had cured his woman. In his opinion, Ye Futian had done him a great favor. Therefore, no matter what happened, he wanted to face it together with Ye Futian. Even if he died without a burial place, he wouldn't retreat and wouldn't change.
"Very well. We will remember the Divine Dragon Sect's hospitality. Farewell!"
Jian Qing's attitude made the old man feel that he couldn't act rashly. This was because Jian Qing was too calm. Previously, Qinchuan was like this, and now Jian Qing was the same. If there was only one, he would still be doubtful. Now, there were two, or even four. The two women didn't seem worried at all. They didn't seem to be afraid of the Sacred Martial Clan or the old man at all.
They left like this to give themselves a way out. They definitely couldn't stay here any longer.
However, even if they left like this, they still had to hold back their anger, a very big one.
They left, but they couldn't just let this matter go. They definitely couldn't. This was what the old man was thinking. Young Master Kun was even more so. He definitely wanted to hack Qinchuan into pieces and make him beg for death.
However, the Divine Dragon Sect's etiquette couldn't be lost. Jian Qing sent them off.
As for whether they would come again, it didn't matter. They could only wait and see.
Qinchuan looked at Jian Qing with a smile. "Let's go, my good brother. I'll treat you to a drink!"
"Okay!"
The two of them drank and chatted.
"Don't worry. They won't come again." Qinchuan smiled.
"Why?" Jian Qing asked.
"Shame. They can't afford to lose face, so they can't go back and say it. They don't want to lose face in front of their own clan. Neither the old man nor Young Master Kun wants to," Qinchuan said with a smile.
Jian Qing thought about it and agreed, but he couldn't be completely sure.
"So, if we don't say it, they definitely won't say it."
"Actually, it's mainly because of your spell formation. They're afraid that the mysterious spell formation master of the Divine Dragon Sect will trap them here," Jian Qing said with a smile.
"Don't worry. Everything will only get better." Qinchuan chuckled.
This time, the Sacred Martial Clan was really asking for trouble. After coming for less than a day, they left with their tails between their legs. They didn't even rest.