Sikong Jing's voice was extremely cold, and his gaze swept over the fearful apprentices.
Once, he had nearly become an apprentice of the Long Night Star Palace, but it wasn't just the apprentices of the Long Night Star Palace who were treated like dogs—those at the War Soul Star Palace were regarded the same.
It was entirely different from the apprentices at the Holy Dragon Palace.
No sooner had he spoken than Vice Master Dou was stunned, then after sizing him up a few times, he said, "Are these Unihorn Thousand-step Horses yours? What kind of trash are you, to spout such insolence in my War Soul Star Palace?"
He actually said he wanted to kill him; it was simply laughable.
Sikong Jing shrugged his shoulders and replied, "Can't you tell by my outfit?"
At the same time, the apprentice who had been knocked down finally said, "Vice Master Dou, this is a guard of Miss Gongyang Ying, the Moon Soul Immortal. The Unihorn Thousand-step Horses belong to Miss Gongyang."
