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"How bold! You, a mere maid, dare to speak so insolently. This is not a place for you to voice your opinions!"
As soon as Chan'er finished speaking, Fang Qiyang seized the opportunity and angrily rebuked her. At the same time, a sinister glint flickered in his eyes as he turned to Luo Cheng with a slight smile, saying, "Brother Luo Cheng, the Fang Family has been lax in discipline, allowing such a maid to exist. Feel free to punish her!"
"What a useless young master, even his maid is so disrespectful," Luo Cheng sneered even more. He cast a cold glance at Chan'er and said in a chilling tone, "Just slap yourself."
The two of them played off each other so well that they directly forced Chan'er to slap herself, completely disregarding Fang Chen!
Chan'er trembled suddenly, her face turning pale. After all, she was just a servant. Although Fang Chen treated her very well, she knew very well that she had no standing in the Fang Family. Hearing Fang Qiyang's angry rebuke and Luo Cheng's cold words made her panic, leaving her unsure of what to do.
At that moment, a warm hand gently patted Chan'er's shoulder, calming her trembling body. At the same time, a gentle voice whispered in her ear, "Leave it to me."
Fang Chen's dark eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression grew colder by the moment.
You may not want to provoke others, but some people just insist on walking into the blade.
Seeing that Chan'er remained motionless, Fang Qiyang opened his mouth again to angrily reprimand her. Just then—
"Shut up!" Fang Chen snapped coldly. After all, he was a powerful figure from the Heavenly Realm and had walked through mountains of corpses and seas of blood. His shout carried an immense authority that shocked Fang Qiyang into silence.
Ignoring Fang Qiyang further, Fang Chen's icy gaze fell on Luo Cheng as he slowly curled his lips into a cold smile. "You little dog, how dare you call me useless? Whose power are you relying on? Do you think my maid needs your guidance? I believe it is you who should be slapping yourself!"
Fang Chen's words were indeed sharp and pierced right into Luo Cheng's vulnerabilities, which was particularly painful for someone who always cared about appearances.
Like his master, Luo Cheng was also a vassal of the Fang Family. Due to Master Qinggu's influence and his own talent in alchemy, Luo Cheng held a high position within the Fang Family, comparable to any young master.
However, he also understood that despite his special status, he was ultimately not one of the Fang Family members and there was an essential difference between him and people like Fang Chen. In fact, what Fang Chen referred to as "servants" was not entirely incorrect in some sense. This was precisely what Luo Cheng—who always looked down on others—feared the most!
"Say that again!" Luo Cheng's face darkened as he gritted his teeth and spoke each word deliberately.
"Oh? What great authority! Are you really going to take action against me?" Fang Chen scoffed. His words thoroughly dismantled Luo Cheng's previous arrogance; even Chan'er beside them couldn't help but stifle a laugh.
"You are seeking death!" Luo Cheng shouted furiously, unable to endure any longer, and immediately charged at Fang Chen. Behind him, Fang Qiyang did not speak to stop him; instead, he fixed his gaze on Fang Chen, seemingly eager to see how he would respond.
A fifth-level Body Refinement Realm practitioner like Luo Cheng could normally handle a fourth-level Body Refinement Realm practitioner like Fang Chen with ease.
Having learned from his father that his younger brother's disappearance was related to Fang Chen, and now seeing Fang Chen's stark transformation from before, Fang Qiyang, who had initially been skeptical, began to waver. Could it be that this so-called weakling was truly a wolf in sheep's clothing? That would be quite terrifying.
As Fang Qiyang pondered this, he suddenly felt a tremor in his body. He saw Fang Chen smile, and that smile was directed at him!
If you want to see, then I will show you.
Fang Chen grinned wickedly, showing no signs of hiding. A mere Fang Nansiao was not enough to intimidate him.
I killed your son; you know it, but there is nothing you can do!
This was Fang Chen's revenge!
A gentle force pushed Chan'er aside. Watching the sinister grin on Luo Cheng's face and the fist coming toward him, Fang Chen felt indifferent. To him, this punch had too many flaws.
Fang Chen slightly swayed his body and dodged Luo Cheng's punch. The next moment, a light voice suddenly rang in Luo Cheng's ear: "Ignorant arrogance comes with a price."
Before those words had fully settled, a sharp pain shot through Luo Cheng's chest. Blood burst forth; he hadn't even reacted before his body was knocked down to the ground without resistance. He curled up like a boiled shrimp in pain, his chest a bloody mess.
Everything happened too quickly; even Chan'er barely caught a glimpse of what transpired before Luo Cheng was already on the ground. However, Fang Qiyang, who was watching closely, gasped in shock. He saw clearly that throughout the encounter, Fang Chen had simply delivered a light palm strike—this single strike had rendered the fifth-level Body Refinement Realm practitioner Luo Cheng powerless!
A chill ran through him as he looked at the indifferent Fang Chen; an overwhelming sense of dread surged within Fang Qiyang.
"I told you before, what do you think you are?" Fang Chen said softly as he stepped on Luo Cheng's head, nearly pressing half of his body into the ground.
Pfft!
A mouthful of fresh blood suddenly spewed from Luo Cheng's mouth. Already suffering from significant injuries, he was overwhelmed by anger at Fang Chen's humiliation and fainted from the pressure.
Seeing Luo Cheng in such a miserable state, Fang Qiyang felt a surge of fear and turned to flee. However, at that moment, Fang Chen, who had been stepping on Luo Cheng's head, suddenly appeared in front of him like a ghost.
"Slap yourself or I will help you," Fang Chen said coldly.
"You dare!" Feeling the chill emanating from Fang Chen, Fang Qiyang trembled and shouted with a forced bravado.
Without responding, Fang Chen took a step forward, and a trace of Killing Intent suddenly radiated from his body, sweeping toward Fang Qiyang. At the same time, two beams of cold light shot directly into Fang Qiyang's eyes.
In his past life, Fang Chen had experienced decades of slaughter, killing his way to the Heavenly Realm. How terrifying would his Killing Intent be? Even just a trace was far beyond what someone like Fang Qiyang could withstand!
"Ah!" Fang Qiyang screamed in terror. His body went weak, nearly collapsing to the ground. He raised his hand and began to slap his own cheeks.
The sound grew louder and gradually attracted a crowd of onlookers.
"Waste," Fang Chen said coldly after glancing at the blood trickling from the corner of Fang Qiyang's mouth. There was no hint of emotion on his face as he uttered those two words.
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