C119 Enough?

"Impudent! Senior, what kind of status do you have? How dare you be so rude!" The middle-aged cultivator that was previously suppressed by Hong Ling suddenly jumped out and pointed at Hong Ling, scolding him.

"Hmm? When did it become your turn to speak? " Hong Ling's gaze congealed, and a ball of Tianhuang Lightning Fire condensed in the center of his palm. With a casual swing