"Pay the price?"
Chen Fan smiled, "What price? Why don't you be more specific."
Everyone was stunned at first, then burst into laughter.
"This kid is really arrogant! Honestly, I haven't seen anyone talk to Elder Jin like that in a long time."
"Poor thing, doesn't even realize he's at death's door."
"I wonder if he'll still be able to laugh like he is now when he's tied to a post, watching his skin get peeled off bit by bit by Elder Jin."
"Kid, do you know who you're talking to?"
Elder Jin's eyes were filled with chilling coldness.
Obviously, Chen Fan's tone made him lose face in front of everyone.
Chen Fan shook his head.
"Kid, you don't even know who Elder Jin is, and yet you dare to barge in here."
From the side, a man with his arms crossed sneered and said in a condescending tone, "Have you heard of the legend of the Skinning Demon?"
"Skinning Demon?"
Chen Fan frowned slightly, a memory surfacing in his mind.
