"Hu Zheng has indeed put on quite the airs," Hu Zheng disdainfully curled his lip.
Zhou Feran halted his horse, looking down condescendingly at Song Yan Ning and her group. "Are you the ones who bullied my daughter?"
"Your daughter's carriage reckless charged through the street, nearly hitting us. Shouldn't we demand an apology?" Fox King asked coldly. Even when he was the Demon King, he had never put on such airs.
Zhou Feran looked the Fox King up and down, and smiled faintly, "Not everyone is qualified to demand an apology from my daughter." Indeed, the opponent carried an extraordinary aura, but here, he was the supreme ruler.
"As expected, a crooked beam leads to crooked rafters," mocked the Fox Queen.
Zhou Feran's expression darkened, and he waved to his subordinates behind him, "Seize them all." He wanted to see how much strength they truly had. This time, he had brought guards who were all at the Nascent Soul Stage or beyond.
