This man truly was full of a sense of superiority, acting as if he were second only to the heavens themselves.
"If you don't want to die... get lost!" Ding Fan's tone was indifferent.
It was clear that this man was some young master from a Great Gate Sect, and Ding Fan simply had no patience for such brainless scions.
"Kid, you are really arrogant, but if you knew who I am, I bet you wouldn't be so cocky..." the man said, nostrils flaring.
Ding Fan really didn't understand why there seemed to be an increasing number of such brainless individuals nowadays.
"Let me tell you, you better stand firm, so you don't wet yourself in fright when you find out who I am..." Midway through speaking, the man cocked his head. "You've heard of the Upper Xuan Sect, right? My dad is Jiuzhen... My name is Yang Baichuan."
Jiuzhen?
At the mention of this name, Ding Fan was taken aback for a moment.
Ding Fan had, in fact, had dealings with this Jiuzhen before.
