Several days passed. The news had already spread far and wide, throwing the Central Continent into an uproar. Many young geniuses found it unbelievable. Then, their faces twisted in anger: "Damn it! That bastard! Let's kill him together!"
"Chen Pingping must die!"
"AAAHHH! My goddess!"
"Oh my God, the goddess was actually with him..."
Young geniuses began to gather, and the punitive force grew increasingly formidable—its scale, numbers, and strength all on the rise.
After receiving the news, Sima Kong and the others were quite concerned.
Meng hurriedly sought him out, his face flushed with excitement. "Brother Chen, you're going to be famous!"
Chen Pingping's mouth twitched.
This kind of "fame" isn't something an ordinary person can handle.
Liuli also came looking with a grin. "Where's sister-in-law?"
"Stop it!" Chen Pingping said with a scowl. "There's really nothing between us; we just went fishing together that day."
