Inside the Long Family Council hall, everyone who should be present had arrived, and those who shouldn't have arrived had also arrived. And the one who shouldn't have come was Long Chen.
As soon as Long Chen entered the grand hall, all eyes stabbed at him like sharp swords, and the dense murderous aura ignited instantly.
The hall had just held a council meeting earlier to decide the Long family's attitude toward Long Chen. However, although the meeting was held, no meaningful decision was reached.
It had only been a few days, and they had returned. This time, the hall carried an atmosphere of judgment, with everyone silently staring at Long Chen.
Of the three of the Four Great Heavenly Saints, they all looked at Long Chen. Lord Tiansi entered with Long Chen, and after entering, he walked straight to his seat and sat down.
Long Chen swept his gaze over the room, a smile appearing on his face as he said calmly, "Looks like you can't do without me. Otherwise, you wouldn't even be able to hold a meeting. I never expected that I, Long Chen, would hold such an important position." After
Long Chen finished speaking, he ignored the others and walked in confidently, completely ignoring the murderous gazes of the group.
Tch, isn't this just to show me a tough time and put pressure on me? Lord Tiansi has already exposed your tricks. What would I be afraid of?
Everyone in the arena had seats, except Long Chen. Clearly, they intended to negotiate with Long Chen through a trial.
But if that could stump Long Chen, he wouldn't be called Long Chen anymore. Long Chen walked straight up to Long Qianxue and sat down confidently.
After sitting down, he looked at the Long family patriarch with a very natural expression: "Alright, everyone's here. We can begin!" That
tone—he wasn't here to be judged, but to judge others. If outsiders didn't know, they'd think he was the head of the Long family.
Long Qianxue looked at Long Chen sitting beside her, a strange expression appearing on her face, and a hint of admiration in her eyes. With such composure and courage alone, she could easily outshine all the disciples of the Long family. Aside from Long Tianrui, she had never seen anyone with such boldness.
"Who do you think you are? Are you sitting here too?" Seeing Long Chen take the position of Fourth Heavenly Saint, someone nearby shouted angrily and stood up. That person was none other than Long Zaiye, who had disappeared from the arena.
That seat originally belonged to him, but was later taken by Long Zhantian. Now that Long Chen was sitting there, his anger instantly became uncontrollable.
Long Chen glanced sideways at Long Zaiye, his face full of surprise as he said, "Oh, so it's you! That day you were on the arena, and your escape from the sky and earth was really impressive!" Long
Chen always brought up the most sensitive topics, specifically exposing Long Zaiye's shortcomings. When Long Zaiye disappeared that day, a smart person naturally knew Long Zaiye had left.
Those single-minded people said that Long Zaiye was killed by Long Chen's slap, just like Long Qingyun, turning into a mist of blood.
When Long Zaiye heard the news, he was nearly driven mad by anger, but there was nothing he could do. Now, with Long Chen bringing up his old matters again, he was so furious that he trembled all over, his face twisted.
Long Zaiye pointed at Long Chen, his voice trembling with anger: "I..."
"What do you mean, me? At this distance, with your big face, to be honest, if I want to hit the left side, then the left side; if I want the right side, then the right side?"
How is it? Last time I got hooked, and after a few days without hitting, my face is itching again? Long Chen said with a sidelong glance.
"You ..."
"What do you mean, you?" Can't even make sense of it? Could it be that I stabbed too deeply last time? Did I stab your brain? Speaking so badly now? Long Chen said.
"Pfft... Long
Zaiye's face turned like pig liver. Suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of blood, enraged and heartbroken, to the point where he was so angry he coughed up blood.
"Whoosh."
It seemed he had anticipated this all along. Long Chen opened a large umbrella in his hand, and the fresh blood sprayed onto his umbrella, not a single drop splattering out.
The umbrella caught the essence blood. With a wave of his hand, Long Chen vanished and was sent into the chaotic space. That was essence blood containing the power of the Heavenly Vein and couldn't be wasted—it was better to save it for the Dragon Bone Evil Moon to absorb.
"I'll kill you..."
At that moment, Long Zaiye went completely mad. Long Chen mercilessly tore open his wounds. He had never suffered such humiliation in his life, and in front of so many people. But just as he was about to rush over, several people held him back.
"To be honest, with your current strength, you're already struggling for life. Forget it. If you can't get angry, just swallow it!" Long Chen advised seriously.
Long Chen's words were mean, making others die. To put it bluntly, it meant you should just die. Long Zaiye was naturally hot-tempered—even someone with a good temper couldn't handle it.
"Nonsense! Above the council, everyone is making a loud noise, shouting at each other, showing no respect for the law. Do you even respect me, the clan leader?" At this moment, the clan leader finally spoke.
From the start, he sternly rebuked Long Chen, his voice thunderous and carrying supreme divine power, making Long Chen's eardrums thunder.
This skinny clan leader's pressure was surprisingly no weaker than that of the First Heavenly Saint. Long Chen immediately felt dizzy. Seeing the clan leader glaring at him, Long Chen immediately lost his temper and shouted,
"I'm not the only one making noise. Since we're shouting insults, I'm not the only one cursing. Why are you staring at me with those big eyes?" Can't you spare a single eye to look at him? "
Pfft"
Long Qianxue, who was standing next to Long Chen, suddenly burst out laughing. Realizing something was wrong, she hurriedly turned her face away. By the time she turned her face back, the smile had vanished, replaced by a cold expression.
However, the smile in her eyes was impossible to hide. Long Chen's words were too powerful—even this naturally cold and unsmiling Long Qianxue was shaken.
The atmosphere had been extremely serious, but with Long Qianxue's smile, although she quickly restrained herself, the atmosphere suddenly became somewhat strange.
The clan leader looked at Long Chen, and Long Chen looked back at the clan leader. Their eyes met, neither willing to yield. The clan leader's eyes were sharp as blades. Although his combat power was not as strong as Long Qihua's, his cultivation was on par with him. His gaze carried a personal will; no disciple dared to meet his gaze.
But the greatest strength in Long Chen's life was his willpower. Countless times facing the trials of death, his will was as solid as steel, unafraid of any erosion or crushing by willpower.
The hall fell silent. Long Zaiye gritted his teeth and sat back down. Since the clan leader had stepped in, he couldn't continue his reckless behavior, or it would be unfavorable for the situation.
After a while, seeing he could no longer suppress Long Chen, the Long family patriarch stopped trying to crush his will, sat up straight, his expression darkened, and he shouted coldly:
"Let me ask you, Long Chen, why did you kill so many of my Long family disciples for no reason?"