Upon hearing this, Han Miaozhen laughed and said, "Rest assured, this Dharma King keeps his word."
Meanwhile, Elder Quan sneered coldly and said, "Boy, you still want to take two palms from Dharma King Han? Even those in the Dragon Realm don't dare take them head-on. You're just an entry-level practitioner from the Wolf Smoke Realm, don't ask for trouble. You'd better kneel down, kowtow a couple of times, maybe the Dharma King will soften his heart and leave you a whole corpse!"
Chen Jie heard this and held his head high, saying, "A real man born between heaven and earth cannot be frightened. It doesn't matter if I die today, but I cannot lose my spirit."
"Dharma King Han, if you bully someone smaller, it doesn't matter, but I have to save face. Come on, I'll take your two palms!"
Hearing this, Han Miaozhen squinted and said, "What a glib-tongued junior. Do you really think I would let you go just because of a few words? Come take my palm!"
