"Brat, who are you calling a dog?" Hearing Shen Haoran's words, the faces of the Martial Artists present turned cold as they questioned him sternly. Powerful auras erupted from them, pressing down on Shen Haoran.
The combined auras of several hundred Martial Artists were so immense that even the grand hall of the Medicine Hall seemed unable to bear the strain, beginning to tremble slightly. Yet, this formidable pressure posed no threat to Shen Haoran whatsoever. He gave the Martial Artists a dismissive glance and said contemptuously, "Whoever's barking the loudest is who I'm talking about!"
"Brat, it seems you have no respect for our Medicine Hall!" Seeing Shen Haoran's disdainful expression, the faces of the surrounding Martial Artists darkened.
