"A Martial King ancient martial arts practitioner," I narrowed my eyes slightly. The bald old man's cultivation was not low, nearly at the level of the Martial King. His ability was even higher than that of the monk robe old man.
"Who are you? Why are you behaving so atrociously towards the Lightning Clan?" The bald old man asked coldly.
"Are you prepared to handle the Lightning Clan's affairs?" I said nonchalantly.
Just now Jared Lightning called this person Mister Cage. Naturally he wasn't someone from the Lightning Clan.
"So what if I am? Such a young age, and such outstanding ability. Considering that your cultivation and talent are hard to come by, quickly leave now. Or else…" the bald old man coldly snorted. Suddenly a majestic pressure emitted from his body, pressing down on
