The night wind rustled.
The spring moon was boundless.
Chen Yang, clad in simple attire, finally made his entrance amid anticipation and heated discussions.
Everyone, including those at the main table, looked up one after another.
In the eyes of all, Chen Yang remained composed, as if he could face any situation calmly.
Even if Mount Tai were to collapse, his expression would not change.
"This guy actually came? Doesn't he see this is a trap?"
"With Princess Ling'er backing him, where couldn't he go? Just afraid Biluo Sword Valley came prepared, things might not end well for him today."
Whispers rose like tumultuous waves.
Chen Yang ignored them, his pace steady.
"Chen Yang, over here."
Shen Shaotian stood up and waved.
Chen Yang nodded, stood before the table, scanned the room calmly, and began to sit in the empty chair.
This action made the atmosphere suddenly strange.
Ye Yun sipped his tea leisurely, neither looking at nor speaking to Chen Yang, pretending not to see him.
Qiao Hongchang smirked coldly.
"Heh, you think you can sit there?"
Gu Wenjie sneered, casting Chen Yang a quick glance, "Even if you're oblivious, you should have some common sense, right? That's the main seat; can't you see?"
"Moreover, isn't everyone here your elder?"
Gu Wenjie's smile was insincere, "Since you're part of Yuning Mountain, you're one of the Martial World. There are rules; respect should be shown to seniors by juniors."
Qiao Hongchang laughed. Gu Wenjie was notorious for stirring trouble, yet he did so perfectly, leaving people pleased.
Even Ye Yun, maintaining his demeanor, couldn't help but twitch his lips.
Only Shen Lian remained silent.
He already had psychological scars from Chen Yang; if it weren't for orders, he wouldn't be here.
"So, you're trying to claim kinship with me?" Chen Yang addressed Gu Wenjie directly.
Gu Wenjie: "..."
What nonsense is he spouting?
"Then, who are you?" Chen Yang asked.
Bang.
Gu Wenjie slammed the table, confronting Chen Yang, "How dare you!!"
The reason he dared to be so brazen was because of orders. Plus, Biluo Sword Valley had sent a big figure. Even if Mu Ling'er got involved, he had nothing to fear.
Moreover, this was Sword Valley's territory; Chen Yang had to endure even if humiliated.
Additionally, their Second Brother was about to arrive.
With all combined, fearing Chen Yang would mean he was incompetent.
"Disrespecting your elders makes me audacious?"
Chen Yang helped himself to a cup, poured some wine, holding the glass base with two fingers, gently swirling it, "Or, have you deemed to eat me alive today?"
Swish.
Suddenly, Gu Wenjie's face turned unnatural, even restless.
This man has such a commanding presence!
Shen Shaotian looked smug.
"Heh."
Gu Wenjie shifted his gaze, stubbornly saying, "Now, we called you to notify you..."
"Let's not talk about this now."
Chen Yang raised a hand to stop him, "Answer me, have you deemed to eat me alive today?"
Gu Wenjie: "..."
Everyone: "..."
"Hmm?!"
Chen Yang lifted his cup, taking a sip, his tone suddenly heavy.
What kind of person is this?
Does he really understand where he is and the situation he's in?
"Given the situation, can't you see?" Qiao Hongchang spoke.
"Oh?"
Chen Yang glanced at him, "And who are you?"
"Or, why don't you tell me what the situation is?"
Qiao Hongchang: "..."
"Heh."
Qiao Hongchang's expression shifted repeatedly, eventually choosing silence.
"Chen Yang, this is Biluo Sword Valley territory. You'd better recognize your place! Besides, our Second Brother is arriving soon—behave yourself." Gu Wenjie gritted his teeth.
"So, this seat is reserved for your Second Brother?" Chen Yang tapped the chair beside him, curiously asked.
"Exactly!" Gu Wenjie replied.
Chen Yang nodded, "Alright, I'll wait for him."
On another road.
"Second Brother, I mean it, given your charisma and strength, besides our First Brother, who can compare with you?"
On the road to the banquet, a youth with sly eyes flattered, respectfully speaking to a person who was none other than Biluo Sword Valley's Second Brother.
"That Chen Yang, he's only famous; no need for First Brother, even before Second Brother, he can't match a finger."
"Haha..."
The Second Brother, named Gu Chenn, laughed loudly, "I like what you're saying."
"It's true! Chen Yang isn't even fit to carry your shoes."
Meanwhile.
A youth in humble clothing walked steadily towards them, expressionless.
"Who are you? Daring to block our way, you're asking for death." The disciple flattering Gu Chenn suddenly became fierce.
"You say Chen Yang couldn't even be a shoebearer?" The youth in humble attire asked.
"Isn't that obvious?"
The disciple responded arrogantly, "What status does our Second Brother have? Chen Yang is just a mud-leg from the mundane world. Is there a comparison?"
"Well, have you ever met Chen Yang?"
The youth, holding a sword, said, "Only after meeting can you make an unbiased comparison."
His words exposed the disciple's bold claims.
The disciple was stunned for a while, suddenly stepped forward, pointing at the youth's nose, "You're here to make trouble? Want to die, get lost."
"Chen Yang, he's my senior brother." The youth said.
"So what?"
Gu Chenn spoke, "I just said he's trash; fool, what can you do to me?"
Full of mockery, aggressive.
"I can, kill you."
Gu Chenn: "..."
Clang!
The youth drew his sword.
Before anyone could react, a cold beam flashed, piercing the void, aiming straight for Gu Chenn's throat.
"Courting death!!"
Gu Chenn roared, hurriedly drawing his sword, thrusting it forward, followed by a massive trembling sound. Amidst flying sparks, something seemed to shatter in the void.
In that brief moment, everyone felt an extremely sharp aura of slaughter, threatening their souls.
Boom!
The youth stepped forth, his robe fluttering.
His deep eyes suddenly gleamed terrifyingly, accompanied by a monstrous pressure.
Instantly, it enveloped the scene.
"You..."
In a face-off, Gu Chenn was forced back several steps, then under everyone's gaze, unexpectedly knelt.
His chest was split open with a ghastly wound, blood flowed freely.
Suddenly, the entire area was silent.
Even Gu Chenn was stunned.
"With your kind, you think you can be compared to Chen Yang?"
The youth snapped his fingers, instructing the arriving Changsheng Sect disciples, "Go, hang him up."
Gu Chenn: "..."
Everyone: "..."
"..."