In the dense jungle, Ye Chen stared coldly at Luo Xing, his eyes flashing with a terrifying chill.
The Luo Xing and the black-armored middle-aged man before him were so arrogant and overbearing.
Just because he had slain the prey they had their eyes on, they flew into a rage, demanding he kneel down and apologize, or else they'd kill him.
If Ye Chen's strength was not strong enough, wouldn't he be at their mercy?
Moreover, Ye Chen's adoptive father was severely injured by Luo Xing's father, Luo Tong, with despicable means, and could lose his cultivation at any time.
Therefore, Ye Chen's chest was already filled with raging flames at this moment.
His principle had always been not to offend if not offended.
Since Luo Xing had bullied him to his head, he naturally saw no need to endure any longer.
"Hmm? Why does this voice sound so familiar? Could it be that trash Ye Chen's?" Luo Xing was shocked upon hearing Ye Chen's voice.
