Mo Chen hurriedly came before Lin Fan but hadn't yet spoken.
Lin Fan said coldly, "Let's go."
Go?!
Mo Chen's mind buzzed with a deafening sound, instantly exploding!
As the dignified Clan Leader of the Xuan Clan, he came in person to invite him, but couldn't even open his mouth and was directly told to leave?!
Where would his dignity go?!
What about the face of the Xuan Clan?!
If word of this got out, wouldn't it be a laughing stock?!
The Clan Leader of the Xuan Clan, a Middle Heavenly Venerate of the Eighth Layer, personally invited a Third Rank Saint Emperor and was actually turned down.
Mo Chen's face immediately turned grim.
This was clearly toying with him! If Lin Fan didn't comply, he would have to make a move.
"What did you say?" He gritted his teeth and spat out each word separately.
Lin Fan felt rather downcast, his mind continuously pondering Su Qiong's words.
Why be kind?
