“You go too far, Lu Yun!” The cultivator who’d been facing down the newcomer flew into a rage after hearing the renewed challenge. His thousand or so other clansmen that’d congregated in front of the meeting hall felt the same way.

One move?

All of them wanted to smash Lu Yun to pieces. They considered the youth before them an interloper, unwanted guest, or basically anyone but their clansman. No matter why the Qing Clan had come to their front door, the clan should’ve been the one to deal with it.

Lu Yun had overstepped with his meddling, and sending out his subordinate to kill Qing Shan was unacceptable. The female immortal in red had publicly confirmed his orders—as such, this was utter humiliation!

Despite the problem having been solved, the Lu youths still burned from inordinate outrage.

“That’s right, I’m bullying you. What can you do about it?” Lu Yun proudly put both hands behind his back. “How about this? All 1,382 of you can go at the same time. I don’t care...