Where did your courage come from?

Seeing Xuan Yan’s vermilion bird devouring the ancient luck, Chen Wang could only seethe in impotent rage, as he was too late to stop it from happening. A cruel light glinted in his eyes as he slammed his palms into Xuan Yan, causing her robes to be burned to tatters as she slammed heavily onto the ground, coughing up fresh blood.

“Do you truly want to die?” Chen Wang’s voice was ice-cold, he didn’t think that there would be anyone who dared to spoil his plans.

“Chen Wang, Hua Taixu isn’t in this batch, and you are already the strongest among us. Yet in order to threaten Qin Wentian you actually resorted to such a despicable method. Don’t you know the meaning of shame?” Xuan Yan coldly retorted with no fear in her eyes.