If Hou Yuxiao's aura is grand and domineering, then Yu Liuli is like a gentle spring breeze. He lightly stepped forward, first quietly dissolving the aura that enveloped Wu Yuan, and then, to the much younger Hou Yuxiao, he gently bowed and apologized...
A fleeting trace of admiration flashed in the depths of Hou Yuxiao's eyes, and he glanced at Wu Yuan hiding behind him, speaking softly: "In the future, think more before you speak; not everyone is as approachable as I am. Do you think that with a mere 300,000 Earthshade Monastic Soldiers from Pengkang County, you can preserve your dog life?"
In his last sentence, Hou Yuxiao deliberately infused a sliver of Martial Spirit shadow force, the oppressive aura of the Sub-saint Realm of Martial Arts instantly overwhelmed Wu Yuan, who had just been defiant, now hiding behind Yu Liuli, pale with fright.
