"Jiang Xuan, your cultivation is so much higher than Ye Chen's. Bullying the weak with your strength, aren't you afraid of being laughed at?" Zhao Jun's face turned extremely unpleasant as he angrily yelled at Jiang Xuan.
Although he was incredibly wary of Jiang Xuan's power.
However, his relationship with Ye Chen was close, so he couldn't just stand by and do nothing.
"Zhao Jun, trash like you dares to meddle in my affairs? Even if your sister comes today, I won't give her face." Jiang Xuan said coldly, his expression exceedingly disdainful.
In others' eyes, Zhao Jun was a prodigy of the Divine Spirit Family's Zhao Race.
But in Jiang Xuan's eyes, he was nothing but trash, not even qualified to be his opponent.
Therefore, he naturally couldn't easily spare Ye Chen because of a piece of trash.
Today, he intended to intentionally and ruthlessly humiliate Ye Chen in front of so many people, making Ye Chen utterly lose face.
