Grabbing Zhu Bufan by the hair, the boy yanked him up, "Don't get it wrong, you are not any disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect. Let me tell you, your status here is even lower than a dog kept for amusement. If not for Elder Xiao Yao's sake, a piece of trash like you wouldn't even have the qualifications to step into Divine Moon Spiritual Realm!"
After speaking, the boy slapped Zhu Bufan several times across the face, causing Zhu Bufan's mouth to bleed, "Understand? Trash. If you understand, then when you see this Young Master, get down on the ground and wag like a dog, loudly saying 'Welcome the Young Sect Master's gracious arrival.' If you can do that, maybe I'll let you off today."
