At this moment, Shen Gongbao truly felt a pang of insecurity. Sha Chen's power had far exceeded his imagination, to the point of disbelief. A sense of fear welled up within him. If Sha Chen is truly as formidable as Yang Jian, then I really don't stand a chance, he thought. During the Divine Enthronement, he had clashed with Yang Jian and had nearly been killed. The psychological scar it left was as vast as the Flowing Sand River. If Sha Chen was indeed as capable as Yang Jian, then he could just beat a retreat.
At that moment, he was filled with apprehension and suspicion.
Sha Chen bellowed, "What do you think you're doing?"
It wasn't just Shen Gongbao who was inwardly uneasy; Xiao Sheng and the others also felt apprehensive. Before they had encountered Sha Chen, they were arrogant and condescending, speaking with dazzling eloquence and carrying themselves with a flourish. They hadn't taken Sha Chen seriously in the slightest, nor had they ever imagined he could be so formidable.
