Chen Yang smiled slightly and said: "I'm not bragging, I think all of you here seem to be people of some status. But in my eyes, you are all... rubbish!"

Then, he took another sip of wine.

He said these words in an understatement, and the four masters on the opposite side immediately showed angry expressions.

Feng Jianxuan and Shen were not moved at all.

Nie Zheng, the leader, smiled coldly and said, "It seems that King Jialan, you are really scared."

"Afraid?" Chen Yang smiled.

"If you weren't afraid, why would you choose such a childish way, quarrel with each other, and have a weak attitude?" Nie Zheng said.

Chen Yang said: "Hahaha... you think too highly of yourselves. If you have a little bit of common sense, you should know. After your cultivation reaches a certain level, the words of the outside world cannot shake your heart at all. Therefore, I will not be naive.

I thought that with just a few words I could shake the minds of this so-called god and Lin Zhaonan’s senior brother. The reason why I say this is because I think you are all really... rubbish!"

Then, he said: "And you..."
Chapter completed!