Twelve Martial Saints
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Yao Yuntong was stunned. She was trying her best to keep faith in Jiang Chen and desperately wanted to believe that it wouldn't end up like this.
"I have provided you with reasonable and just conditions, yet you are still being rude and unreasonable, and you concealed the truth from me," Yun Zhongke said in a sharp voice. He really resented and hated Jiang Chen.
Young master Leng Xin's gaze scared Yun Zhongke, and he became quite anxious.
"Elder, I never invited you here." Jiang Chen resisted the urge to laugh, and everyone noticed that he was now speaking in a mocking tone.
Yun Zhongke didn't get angry because Jiang Chen's words had at least given him a final straw to clutch at.
"Sect Master, you heard him. I really didn't want to come here!" Yun Zhongke said while looking at Young Master Leng Xin.