Chapter 4992

Darryl kept a straight face at everyone's anger and looked at Cormac Tase with a half-smile.

"D*mn it!" Suddenly, a man who stood next to Cormac Tase could not help but march forward and yell at Darryl. "Who is that reckless man? Why won't you look into the mirror? Who are you to judge the Three Major Sects' affairs?"

"Master, let me kill him." The young man drew his longsword and rushed forward.

The young man was Angus Willow, Cormac's final disciple. He was utterly respectful and admiring of Cormac.

Angus saw how Darryl addressed his master as Old Master and mocked the Three Major Sects. He was young and volatile; how could he have withstood that? After all, the Three Major Sects' disciples were respected throughout the years in the world of cultivators. No matter where they go, they would be respected and had never been shown contempt that way.

When Cormac heard Angus speak, his expression darkened, and he kept quiet, seemingly to have agreed to it.

'Sh*t!' Kendra began to pan