“Nothing, I’m just here to tell you to pack your stuff and leave, that’s the best option.” Li Qiye smiled.

A storm of protest from the crowd emerged. Bai Jianchan’s fans were furious.

“Ridiculous! Northern West King isn’t your home, you’re not the sect master of Ancestral City either!” A genius shouted.

The saintess and female cultivators felt indignant and openly criticized Li Qiye.

“Take a look in the mirror and know your place, how dare you talk to Young Lord Bai like this!?” A female cultivator said with disdain.

“You’re courting death, nobody.” A noble...