Sowing Dissention
Biên tập viên: EndlessFantasy Translation
When enemies meet, their eyes are ablaze with hatred.
Zhou Daoxin was the first to react, "Chen Zhufeng! You bastard! Why are you here?!"
"I am today's leading man. Of course I have to show up!" Chen Xiaobei shrugged, strolled to the front row and sat down with his legs crossed and his eyes sweeping across the crowd languidly.
"You are the leading man? You lie like a cheap rug... and how dare you sit in the front row! That's reserved for the guests of honor! What insolence! How delinquent! How wildly arrogant!"
It was not just the five Anti-Bei Alliance leaders who were unhappy as the other six Earth Gods were also visibly annoyed.
After all, the people present there were old timers of Earth's old Jianghu, whose cultivation were of the highest level in the world.
Even they did not have the audacity of this young man who was in his twenties of occupying the front row seats.
Chen Xiaobei might as well have given them a slap in the face.