Yang Shuzi

While people were deep in discussion, various groups jumped off the Realm Ship. With three or five people in each group, there were 30-odd people in all, all young Star Venerables. They were all elite disciples from the Holy Land and the Divine Religious Sect of the Seventh Realm.

They were sizing Jiang Chen up fearlessly and arrogantly.

"I can't believe he had the nerve to come."

"It's really surprising. Maybe it's only because he knew he had nowhere to escape to."

"He killed the Holy Wings King. How could he beg for our mercy?"

These people spoke disdainfully as if Jiang Chen was insignificant to them. Jiang Chen was surprised that these people, although not as good as the Holy Wings King, were behaving in such an arrogant manner. Touching his chin, he suddenly understood why. It was because he was so young. They did not completely believe that he was the person who had killed the Holy Wings King.

"Is it you?" he asked.