Everyone wondered what Fan Guixing would do since they have seen Li Qiye’s domineering att.i.tude and power.

　　Guixing spoke with a serious tone: “Friend, it is time to stop here, no need to push it so far.”

　　“Who the h.e.l.l do you think you are, telling me what to do?” Li Qiye lazily said while still walking towards Zhikun.

　　Guixing’s expression s.h.i.+fted. Ever since he came to Myriad with his master, everyone has been giving him face, including ancestors and Ascenders. They still addressed him as “Dao Brother Fan” even though he had a lower cultivation level.

　　This was also the case in Imperial; the big shots there showed enough courtesy to him since the Mu was one of the three behemoths.

　　But now, a junior dared to speak to him like this - something akin to slapping him in the face.

　　“I am a contributing member of the Mu Clan for several thousand years now.” Fan Guixing uttered: “I once served the great ancestor of the Mu and was a study companion to the clan master.” [1]

　　Guixing made his prestigious status clear. Despite only being a servant, he has been serving for several generations now. His absolute loyalty earned him respect at the clan, allowing him to speak his opinion before the clan master.

　　“Who the h.e.l.l are the Mu?” Li Qiye was still as nonchalant as ever, holding his bamboo sword in a menacing manner.

　　Zhikun was running while looking back at Li Qiye, wanting nothing more than to get as far away from this monster as possible.

　　Guixing grimaced with eyes spewing out flashes of anger. The rest of the crowd took a deep breath. Some naturally found displeasure with Young Lord Mu, but no one would dare to say a line like this. Provoking the Mu Clan could bring about a disaster to their sect.

　　“Junior, this comment alone is enough for us to exterminate your entire clan.” Guixing threatened.

　　“Oh? Is that so? If your clan isn’t smart, I’ll be the one to exterminate them all.” Li Qiye retorted without care.

　　“Is there no end to his madness?!” Someone blurted out, completely speechless. Not even a True Emperor would say this in public since the Mu was unfathomable.

　　“Ignorant brat, destroying our clan? You’re done for, we’ll surely end you.” Fan Guixing snorted.

　　“I’ve heard this line so many times. Those who say this about me are all dead now.” Li Qiye picked his ear and said.

　　Eventually, wanton arrogance became respectable due to the required audacity. Some of the crowd certainly admired Li Qiye.

　　“Elder Fan.” As Zhikun came closer to Fan Guixing, he became ecstatic: “Save me!”

　　Fan Guixing decided to throw an item, pinning it in front of Li Qiye. He needed to save this errand-boy in order to maintain his clan’s reputation.

　　It was a banner with the word Mu carved on it, written in an ancient and bold style. It clearly came from someone special.

　　“The banner of the Mu!” The ancestors shuddered, aware of its significance.

　　It represented the authority of that clan. Once seeing it, everyone would need to back down or they would risk antagonizing the clan - a truly serious matter. Not just anyone could have one. Guixing’s loyalty earned him this precious banner.

　　“Stop or you will truly become an enemy of our clan.” Guixing sternly reiterated.