"Alright, in that case, I'll give you some face, but if this kid offends Zhenyuan Palace's people again, not even the person behind you stepping in will help; our Zhenyuan Palace will never let it go!"
Elder Hei Zhi's expression shifted, speaking coldly, but inwardly he was resentful, not expecting Jun Mo to have connections with the sage-like old man. Otherwise, he would definitely destroy Ye Chen.
"Heh, thank you, Elder."
Seeing Elder Hei Zhi compromised, Jun Mo sneered disdainfully, casually put away his token, and leisurely clasped his fists in thanks.
At this moment, the enraged Zhenyuan Palace disciples saw their elder showing fear toward Jun Mo and could only suppress the anger in their hearts, glaring viciously at Ye Chen without daring to make any moves.
Meanwhile, the two elders Gao Lin finally struggled to pass through the gate of Southern Saint City. Seeing Ye Chen unharmed, they also breathed a sigh of relief.
