"A worthless weakling!"
Xiao Yi looked down at the Young City Lord lying on the ground.
The surrounding onlookers, comprised of powerful figures, were utterly speechless, stunned into silence.
The Young City Lord had always relied on his connections to the Baiyu Sacred Land. Even members of royalty dared not act arrogantly before him.
Yet Xiao Yi showed no sign of courtesy, unleashing a thunderous roar that gravely injured him, leaving him sprawled on the ground.
"Who is this young man?"
"Is he not afraid of the City's Lord exacting revenge?"
"It's over, completely over!"
The murmurs of disbelief echoed among the gathered experts.
Just then...
A piercing sound tore through the air, and in an instant, an oppressive energy fluctuation descended in front of Xiao Yi.
The newcomer was clad in golden armor, had a noble face, and long flowing hair. He gazed down at the Young City Lord and a frosty expression passed over his face.
