"Am I too rigid?"

Ye Han took a deep breath and suddenly looked at Elder Ji.

"Are you saying that when Feng Wuliang barged into my Dragon Hidden Peak, suppressed me in front of everyone, and seized my dragon vein, I, Ye Han, should have knelt down, lowered my head, and begged him? Is that the right thing to do?"

His eyes sparkled with a divine light, resolute and unyielding.