"Bastard! Don't run away!"

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy ran wildly in Xuanzhen's giant city, and behind him were more than a dozen boys of the same age who were chasing and cursing at the same time.

Seeing this, passers-by nearby shook their heads and moved out of the way. The dozen or so teenagers were either Dongtian disciples or Wang family disciples. Although their cultivation was not high, ordinary monks still didn't want to cause trouble.