"I'm talking to you! Can't you hear me?!"
Seeing this, Meng Qing flew into a rage. He let out a cold shout as a terrifying wave of Profound Power pressed down on Ye Xuan and the others.
"What do you think you're doing? This is the main hall for the Trial Tower."
Lin Yuan stepped forward, his expression grim. He shielded Ye Xuan and shouted coldly.
"Who the hell do you think you are? I'm talking to that Xuan Ye. Stop pretending to be some big shot and scram."
An invisible pressure bombarded Lin Yuan, making his body tremble slightly. His face flushed red, and he nearly stumbled backward.
But his gaze was cold and sharp. He gritted his teeth and stared, veins bulging on his forehead, and refused to retreat a single step.
"Heh, not bad, huh? You're Lin Yuan, right? Think you're so great just because you made it to the fifth floor of the Trial Tower?"
Meng Qing sneered.
"Get out of my way."
