Elder Luo's voice wasn't loud, but it was enough for all the patrons inside the restaurant to hear.
In an instant, nearly everyone set down their chopsticks, their gazes converging on the Sword Sect Disciples and the Disciples of Wuhua Palace.
Luo Ritian's lips curled into a smug smile. He looked at the Sword Sect Disciples before him, hands clasped behind his back, and spoke leisurely, "Speaking of which, which elder is leading your group of Sword Sect Disciples that came to Mo City for recruitment? I haven't seen your elder anywhere. Where is he? Just letting you bunch of little wastes be ridiculed? If you ask me, the disciples of the Sword Sect are getting weaker by the day, and the elders are all cowards..."
Mo Youqian was seething with anger, his eyes fiercely fixed on the man before him.
