Hearing the masked man in black speak in that peculiar tone, Dugu Wushang frowned. Just as he was about to speak, the old man under the high wall let out a cold huff and said, "Am I not a person myself? You frog at the bottom of a well, you think every place is as small and devoid of anything as your rotten patch of land, don't you?"
Upon hearing this, Qin Han simply smiled faintly. He hadn't expected the old man from the Divine Dragon Society to have such a fiery temper. He guessed that even if he and Dugu Wushang hadn't made a sound just now, the old man would have likely noticed those people.
"Bastard!" the masked man in black cursed angrily.
Yet, the old man uttered sharply, "All of you damn well calm down, the Divine Emperor is resting!"
"If you've got the guts, come down here; if not, then get the hell out of here!"
Hearing this, Dugu Wushang immediately leaped down from the high wall to stand by Qin Han's side and then said to the old man, "I'll leave it to you!"
