Dugu Xue's face was livid.
The calm disdain on Jiang Chen's face was more humiliating than the most vicious insult imaginable.
It was as if that look had transformed into countless mouths, endlessly repeating the same question in his ear.
How do you want to die?
How do you want to die?
How to die?
Die?
His fists clenched, and a terrifyingly malevolent aura erupted from his body. Dugu Xue glared at Jiang Chen, his gaze as venomous and chilling as if he were looking at the man who had murdered his father and stolen his wife, ready to tear him apart. "Jiang Chen, you're far too arrogant! Do you really think you're invincible?"
"I wouldn't say invincible, but dealing with a bunch of pushovers like you is a piece of cake," Jiang Chen said nonchalantly.
If he had said this just a moment ago, Dugu Xue and the others would have undoubtedly met his words with scorn.
But now…
Who would dare to mock him?
