As the blue-haired young man stirred up trouble, everyone in the audience turned their attention to Luo Xiu and his group.
Li Fei'er and the other women lowered their heads, feeling completely at a loss.
The feeling of becoming the target of everyone's disdain was truly uncomfortable.
The fake Ao Debiao came forward holding a Golden Crow Feather, looking at Luo Xiu and his disciples with a mocking smile.
"A group of ants dares to contend with me, Ao Debiao? Where do you get your courage?"
"Back in the day, when I, Ao Debiao, fought alone with a sword against six hundred Emperors, causing the cultivators of Shattered Star City to flee like rats, you little ants, who knows in what corner you were hiding!"
He then turned his gaze to Luo Xiu with a sneer, "You want to take advantage of my reputation to become famous, gain fame, and attract attention from all realms... heh, fellow Daoist, your plan is so obvious I can hear it echoing from miles away."
