Ding Xuhui's eyes showed astonishment as he looked directly at Jiang Fan for the first time and asked, "You are?"
Chen Silin took Jiang Fan's arm with pride and said, "Sect Master Peak disciple, Jiang Fan, and he is also my fiancé."
She cast a provocative glance at Ding Tianxiang.
So what if you are a disciple of the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion?
Didn't you still lose under Jiang Fan's sword?
Thinking of this, she clung to Jiang Fan's arm tighter, as if by doing so, she could feel more secure.
Ding Tianxiang, having just escaped being killed, now faced such provocation from Chen Silin.
Anger surged in his chest, and he channeled his spiritual power, shouting, "Come! We'll go again!"
He had been too careless earlier.
Otherwise, with his Foundation Establishment Eighth Layer cultivation, he wouldn't have lost so miserably.
"Shut up!"
Ding Xuhui scolded, "Guests should be treated with respect, not rudeness!"