Chapter 781: Spirituality

The middle-aged man's face burned with shame, his heart full of shock—or rather, growing dread and fear!

"Kid, no wonder you dared to oppose my Gu Family. Turns out, you've got some real skills." The middle-aged man snapped back, trying to maintain his composure with a defiant tone.

Chen Yang let out a cold laugh and began to walk toward the middle-aged man, step by step.

"Heh, you're just realizing now that I've got skills? Don't you think it's a little too late for that?"

The middle-aged man tensed as though facing a powerful enemy. Hearing Chen Yang's chilling words, beads of sweat the size of beans dripped from his forehead like rain, and his back was instantly soaked through.

But he knew fear was useless now. His only choice was to fight to the death—perhaps there was still a sliver of hope!

With that thought, he quietly began focusing his energy, channeling all his strength into his right hand.