The threat in Shen Haoran's voice, however, made the leaders of these factions uneasy. 'After all, we're the heads of our own factions,' they thought. 'To be threatened by a mere boy... If word of this got out, how could we show our faces?'
"Boy, are you threatening us?" an old man stepped forward, his gaze hostile.
"Don't think we're afraid of you just because you have a Spirit Emperor Powerhouse backing you up," the others chimed in. "There are so many of us here. I refuse to believe you have what it takes to kill every last one of us!"
However, Shen Haoran was completely unfazed by their animosity. His indifferent expression made some of the faction leaders uncertain, unable to fathom the true extent of the power behind him.
"The Celestial Martial Auction House will not be involved in this matter," Luo Xiaowen said calmly from the side, just as the crowd was united against a common enemy. She then led the members of the Celestial Martial Auction House away from the conflict.
