All of the men from the Mu Rong family were surrounded and lost all of their hope, faces pale. Even Mu Rong Zhan was defeated by Jiang Chen. The Mu Rong family had lost their pillars, and they were no longer a match for the Jiang family within Fragrant Sky city.
“Impossible, this is impossible!”
Mu Rong Zhan held his body up with one arm while holding his chest with the other. He kept shaking his head; he had never imagined that one day he would be defeated by a young lad who was at a lower level than himself.
“The losers are always in the wrong. Mu Rong Zhan, do you have any other words?”
Jiang Chen walked towards Mu Rong Zhan. He placed one of his hands behind his back, and then looked down at Mu Rong Zhan who was lying at the floor coldly as if he was a king deciding if one should live or die.
“Hahahaha…… funny, funny, this is so funny…… cough cough.”
Mu Rong Zhan started laughing out loud. He had lost, but he wasn’t defeated by his arch enemy, Jiang Zhen Hai. Instead, he was defeated by a useless fool whom he had never bothered looking at, truly ironic.