Bai Jingliang's words immediately struck a nerve with the group of Noble Family cultivators. Initially, it was a confrontation between the chubby guy and Yin Shaoyang, but now it had escalated into a tense standoff between the opposing cultivators and Bai Jingliang.
"Bai Jingliang, we're seen as fallen nobility, so what are you? How much stronger is your Bai Family compared to us?"
A cultivator stepped forward, face angry, to rebuke.
Bai Jingliang shrugged, spread his hands, and sighed helplessly, "That's right, fallen nobility includes me, too, so I really don't see anything to be proud of here."
"At the very least, we don't need to swallow insults and marry off the women in our family."
Another cultivator mocked with a sneer.
Bai Jingliang's expression changed, his whole face suddenly flushed red, causing Yin Shaoyang to retreat repeatedly in fear, and even the few cultivators opposite couldn't help but step back a few paces.
