With just one sentence, Zhu Jiu scolded all of Kunlun's disciples, and even he, the elder, was scolded.

Elder Liu Yun frowned, looked at the disciple behind Yan Zaifeng and said, "Whose disciple are you? Don't you have any elders to teach you on weekdays?"

Watson did not ignore the Kunlun disciple. He just picked up a fragment of a teacup on the table, put it in his hand and looked at it again and again.

Then he said quietly: "No need to explain, I just want to know whether the Kunlun elders and disciples are being reasonable?!"

"Didn't you see many of our disciples?" Yan Tianfeng looked at Watson and Zhu Jiu and said with a smile: "Of course, if you think that we in Kunlun are unreasonable, it is not impossible."

"Don't they all say that the world is a jungle, where the weak and the strong prey on the strong?" Yan Tianfeng said coldly: "This is Kunlun, and my fist is big here, so I have the final say."

When Watson heard this, he couldn't help but exert force in his hands. He only heard a "Bah!" sound, and the fragments that had been broken fell into pieces again in his hands.

Seeing this, Nalan Qiuxue couldn't help but cover her mouth, thinking that if she pinched the fragment with force, her hands would have become blurred with flesh and blood.

But Watson's little hands were like green onions in the snow, without any damage.

Zhu Jiu watched Watson's every move quietly, and said coldly to Yan Tianfeng: "So, Kunlun has always been unreasonable?"
Chapter completed!