"Xun Gang?" Chen Qingshan looked at the youth with a horse-like face blocking his path.
"Chen Qingshan." Xun Gang sneered, addressing Chen Qingshan. "You've finally shown up; this young master has waited quite a while for you."
Shen Zhui sensed that the atmosphere was amiss. The person known as Xun Gang appeared to harbor ill intentions. This prince-like figure was only a First Rank of the Divine Passage Realm. However, his accessories and clothing radiated a dazzling light. At a glance, he was armed with at least four divine weapons.
"Wait for me? Xun Gang, make way. I've got guests today and wouldn't stoop to your level," Chen Qingshan retorted flatly.
His nonchalant demeanor made Xun Gang's face turn icy. Undeterred, he unsheathed his sword that emanated a chilling aura, the icy blade emitting a clear resonant sound, pointing at Chen Qingshan.
"Chen Qingshan!" Xun Gang shouted, "Even if you refuse to lower yourself to my level, I insist on challenging you!"