"Hmph, Chen Feng, you should know very well what you've done, I don't need to elaborate any further, do I? It's your Chen Family seeking its own demise, cutting off its own retreat, so don't blame others. Our purpose for coming here today is singular, to erase the Chen Family from the Ancient Martial World entirely from today. Do you understand my meaning?"
Ming Lun stepped forward, glaring at Chen Feng with disdain, and said.
"You're the Hall Master of the Yan Hall, Ming Lun, right?"
Chen Feng glanced at Ming Lun and asked.
"That's right, it's me!"
Ming Lun nodded.
"I finally got to meet you. I must say, you really do look a bit like your brother!"
Chen Feng smirked slightly, speaking playfully.
Upon hearing this, Ming Lun couldn't help but tremble, a chill flashed in his eyes, and his face was filled with killing intent, asking coldly, "It seems that my brother Ming Kun's death is indeed related to you!"
