"Dog servant! How dare you hit your master?!"
Huang Chengyue was furious.
He had never seen such an arrogant guard.
"Boom!"
He threw a punch at Qin Chen.
His fist was surrounded by swirling yellow sand, like a sandstorm.
This single punch could shatter a mountain.
"I haven't even come looking for you, yet you've come to me?"
Qin Chen had always been disdainful of those who considered themselves superior.
"Kill him for me!"
Guan Jiaoyue was furious beyond measure.
"A servant will always be a servant, dreaming of turning over to become the master?"
Someone sneered disdainfully.
Everyone attending this banquet was of the elite class.
They had always looked down on someone like Qin Chen, an 'ordinary person'.
"No matter his strength, today is Young Master Shang Long's party. To dare make trouble here, isn't that too disrespectful to Young Master Shang Long?"
Someone had a look of anticipation.
As though they could already see Qin Chen being beheaded.
