"Who are you?"
Many disciples of the Spirit Coffin Sect frowned.
In their view, everyone present had already witnessed their brutality, yet this kid dared to jump out, clearly having some backing.
"Who am I?" Ye Qingchen looked at them with a faint smile and said, "You're not qualified to know. Get your elders, hall masters to come over!"
"What did you say?"
The people from the Spirit Coffin Sect almost popped their eyes out.
The previous horse-faced disciple shouted harshly:
"You actually want our hall master and elders to come over? Who do you think you are to dare to speak so arrogantly here? Are you looking for death?"
"Heh!"
Qin Wentian, standing aside, crossed his arms and quietly watched the scene unfold.
Indeed.
With Ye Qingchen's current strength, he indeed had the qualifications to be compared with the elder level of the Spirit Coffin Sect.
However, these Spirit Coffin Sect disciples clearly did not think so.
