Feng Wuya's expression remained calm.
He had known Ye Chen definitely wouldn't show any mercy with his tongue.
Bringing Ye Chen here was to let him vent a bit.
Otherwise, a young man with too much rage bottled up in his heart would easily go down a crooked path.
Qin Chong's projection shouted furiously, "Ye Chen, just you wait. Once Original Heaven appoints another Walker of the World, we will definitely tear you to pieces!"
"Sure, once you pick a new Walker of the World, remember to let me know. I'll go chop him to death."
Ye Chen said blandly, "Of course, I don't mind you coming out yourself. Killing someone too weak is boring. You're at Great Emperor level, right? You barely count as worth my attention."
"You…"
"Old thing, don't you dare get yourself pissed to death. Keep that life of yours so I can be the one to hack it off."
Qin Chong: "...What a sharp-tongued little bastard."
Ye Chen snorted coldly and said, "Dog, who the hell are you cursing at?"
