"You—"
Hua Chengdao stood up, staring at Ye Chen in furious shock, killing intent surging.
Outside the Emperor's Son Grand Banquet, countless Supreme Geniuses watched, and in the Heaven Ascending Ancient City, innumerable people were looking at all this, drawing in cold breaths over and over.
They had long heard how overbearing, how domineering the Combat Saint King was, fearing nothing. Seeing him today, his fame truly falls short of meeting him in person.
Even without fighting, just in momentum, just in words, he choked so many Emperor's sons and daughters that they were left speechless.
"If we really start a war, I'll seize every strand of Emperor Dragon Qi on you as well." Ye Chen deliberately touched that sore spot, exposing Emperor's son Hua Chengdao's shameful past.
