The entire area fell deathly silent.

When they heard Su Yi casually call the Nine-Headed Bird, hierarch of the Holy Church of the Caterpillar, a “dirty beast,” everyone was stunned.

How dare he!?

The curly-bearded elder and Shuo Meng felt utterly dumbstruck.

They’d seen brazenness before, but never anything like this!

“Bastard! You…”

The silver-robed young man was just about to rebuke Su Yi when one of the Nine-Headed Bird’s claws suddenly reached out and pressed down on his head.

“Silence!”

The bird’s rebuke boomed like thunder, making the silver-robed young man shake from head to toe.

He looked utterly flabbergasted. What’s up with Master?

The crowd was stunned too.

All eyes were upon the Nine-Headed Bird.

The monstrous, terrifying creature reacted as if something unbelievable had just happened. All nine heads turned to look at Su Yi, all of them full of astonishment.

“You… Are you Su Yi?” The bird asked tentatively.

It even sounded a little nervous.

The crowd had no idea what to make of that. What’s going on?

Does the Nine-Headed Bird recognize Su Yi?

Su Yi stood with his hands behind his back...