"You, you are actually..."
Li Chaohui was full of shock and too mentally tense to speak.
Chen Xuan sneered, "It's good that you've recognized me. Do you still dare to make a move against me?"
Thud!
Li Chaohui directly knelt on the ground, "Spare me, Young Hall Master, I was momentarily confused and will never offend you again."
He respectfully held out the Holy Ring with both hands, presenting it to Chen Xuan.
But his body was still trembling uncontrollably, half scared to death.
Chen Xuan took the Holy Ring, slowly stood up, "Let this matter end here, I don't want unnecessary complications."
"Understood, I thank the Young Hall Master for sparing my life." Li Chaohui secretly breathed a sigh of relief, his back covered in cold sweat.
The martial arts experts in the courtyard were all dumbfounded and automatically retreated to both sides.
No one dared to step forward to stop Chen Xuan from leaving.
