Upon hearing these words, Chi Feitao's heart sank.
As the head of a sect, he knew very well that Jin Xingzhi had no intention of giving him face.
He took out the calling card given to him by Ding Huan, handed it over, and said, "Jin Daoyou, this is the calling card from the Great Immortal Governor of the Immortal Court. Please take a look."
Jin Xingzhi stretched out his hand, and Chi Feitao's calling card was snatched away.
Chi Feitao felt a surge of fury; this was an insult.
Under normal circumstances, even if Jin Xingzhi didn't take it himself, someone from the Jin Immortal Clan would take it with both hands.
Jin Xingzhi's way of grabbing it was akin to a slap in the face.
Jin Xingzhi's divine will fell upon the card. After a glance, he raised his hand, and the card disintegrated into fragments:
"Haha, boasting so boldly, the Great Immortal Governor of the Immortal Court? Why not say you're the Heavenly Emperor of the Immortal Court? Wouldn't that be more impressive."
