A cold smile tugged at the corner of the old man's lips.
"Is that all you can do?" Shi Dong sneered, his voice laced with contempt as it echoed across the area. "Hiding behind a defensive treasure like a coward?"
He took a step forward, his aura rising as he deliberately applied pressure, attempting to shake Lin Feng's composure.
"You call yourself a young master of an ancient clan?" he continued mockingly. "You're nothing but a disgrace. Strip away those treasures, and what are you? Nothing. Absolutely nothing."
His voice grew sharper, more cutting with each word.
"Any man, woman, or beast could replace you and the result would be the same. You rely on external possessions because you lack true strength. Without them, you wouldn't even be worth mentioning."
A faint murmur spread among the onlookers. Some frowned, others hesitated.
