"You...."
The white-garbed scholar, always calm and composed, was directly thrown off guard by Chen Yuan's words. Every sentence struck at his heart, especially being called a useless poor and rotten scholar, which turned his face livid.
He felt he had underestimated this Marquis Wu'an, Chen Yuan. He didn't expect that not only was Chen Yuan's martial arts talent unmatched, but he could also insult with such... refreshing originality.
"Impudent! You, a wet-behind-the-ears court lackey, dare insult my big brother!" Fan Ying roared.
Chen Yuan let out a cold laugh. He had no qualms about the words he used!
He had killed many people, among which were those with personal grudges, but it was all reasonable and lawful. He even risked his life for the Central Plains, so he couldn't say anything to praise those paragons of virtue.
Talking about these Liangshan bandits from the moral high ground.
