Chapter 188: Hammering the Old Man

Outside the Skysoar Sect Mountain Gate, Felix Paillard's figure flashed into view like a wraith. His bell-like eyes locked onto the uninvited crowd. Impatience was written all over his rugged face, yet his gaze brimmed with mocking amusement. "Damn it! The whole sect's disciples are breaking through, and you're out here yapping like stray dogs?!" Before the last word even fell, a palm the size of a cattail fan cut through the air, whistling as it slapped toward the Elder in Purple Robe's face! The...