C1380 Zhang Baizhan

"Someone get this man off my mountain!"

Sima Ann was livid, hopping mad as he bellowed orders at the disciples of the Eight Trigrams Sect.

The encircling crowd swiftly tightened their ranks!

"Sima Zhengming!"

The young man's gaze snapped to Sima Zhengming seated behind the main table, his palm suddenly ablaze with fire.

"Step forward