"Young Master, please wait."
Jun Wu halted in his tracks and looked at the two people and asked coldly.
"Why? What?"
The two men did not have any change in their expressions.
"Young Master, can you please follow us to a private place to discuss." One of them said calmly.
"No…" He rejected firmly and departed.
From their robes, he knew they were elders from his clan but he did not care.
Apart from his father, he did not care about others. His hatred for the Jun's was bone deep.
Looking at his departing back, one of the masters asked.
"Should I stop him? With our strength, we can easily take him away."
"If you want to die, you can try it." The other responded and left.
Jun Wu's father was no joke. Touching Jun Wu was touching his reverse scale.
When angry, he could kill anyone. Clansmen or not.
Therefore, provoking him without sufficient strength was nothing but inviting death to oneself.
Looking at the departing Jun Wu, no one dared to stop him or meet him.
