"One billion dollars for your safety, Hongmen. I believe this is a deal you should agree to," Jiang Chen said with a faint smile, his tone still calm and unruffled.
"You think you alone can threaten us, Hongmen? Are you overestimating yourself or underestimating us?" Li Yunye suddenly laughed. Even if Jiang Chen had extraordinary martial talent and could kill Yan Xiaotian, such words were undeniably arrogant.
"Whether it's Yan Xiaotian, you, or the Hongmen behind you, to me, they are all the same. I can kill Yan Xiaotian, I can kill you, and I can wipe out Hongmen. Right now, you still have the chance to resolve this with money. If later on it becomes impossible to settle with money, it will be too late for regrets," Jiang Chen said lightly, his words laced with mockery.
Jiang Chen naturally hoped that Hongmen would recognize the situation. Unless absolutely necessary, he did not wish to destroy Hongmen, especially since it had deep ties with Huaxia.
"Heh, you're too arrogant. If you had said this a hundred years ago, it might have been somewhat credible. But now, with martial arts in decline, do you really think we at Hongmen have survived to this day solely because of the martial prowess of us old men?" Li Yunye shook his head.
"What does the decline of martial arts have to do with me? What I practice is not this shallow martial arts," Jiang Chen replied.
At these words, Li Yunye's expression changed.
"You are not a Martial Artist; could it be that you are a Daoist Practitioner?" Li Yunye asked.
"This villa is surrounded by a small Gathering Spirit Formation arranged with magical tools; it should be your handiwork. However, your Daoist Techniques are too rudimentary. This Gathering Spirit Formation has many flaws," Jiang Chen stated.
"Even if the foremost figure of Huaxia's Daoist lineage, Master Zhang of Longhu Mountain, were to come, he wouldn't dare say my Daoist Techniques are rudimentary. You are just a junior; even if you excel in Daoist Techniques, do you really think you can surpass Master Zhang of Longhu Mountain? He doesn't have the right to claim my Gathering Spirit Formation is flawed; what right do you have? In terms of Daoist Techniques, Master Zhang could be considered your ancestor," Li Yunye said darkly, clearly displeased.
The Gathering Spirit Formation that he took pride in was dismissed as worthless by Jiang Chen, which infuriated Li Yunye greatly.
"Master Zhang of Longhu Mountain? What's his name? I've never heard of him! No one can be my master! I'd need to evaluate anyone who wants to be my disciple," Jiang Chen replied.
"How arrogant! Since you're in the realm of Daoist Techniques, how can you not know Master Zhang's great name? His name is Zhang Fa. Be careful what you say about having him as your disciple; watch out for trouble coming from your mouth," Li Yunye said coldly.
"I truly don't know; I'm just speaking honestly. What trouble is there?" Jiang Chen retorted nonchalantly.
"Heh, since you're not afraid of trouble, just pretend I said nothing!" After a moment of shock, Li Yunye couldn't help but laugh. He thought Jiang Chen was boundlessly arrogant and spouting nonsense; such a person would eventually suffer for it.
"Master, this kid is too conceited! Please take action and teach him a harsh lesson so he understands that there are people beyond people and heavens beyond heavens," White interjected from the side, his tone filled with indignation. He wished he could kill Jiang Chen on the spot; he had never faced such humiliation in his life—especially in front of the girl he was pursuing.
Li Yunye's dark gaze fixed intently on Jiang Chen as their eyes met. Li Yunye's eyes were sharp as an eagle's while Jiang Chen's gaze resembled an ancient well—calm and devoid of ripples.
Finally, Li Yunye could no longer contain himself.
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