Jian Chen ceased his movements. His expression was cold and indifferent; he didn’t have a hint of blush on his cheeks, and his breathing was calm. However, the Light Wind Sword in his hand was dripping with fresh blood.
Jian Chen’s body was as tall and straight as a mountain, immovable in his spot. His eyes flashed coldly as if they seemed to be able to pierce through one’s soul. He slowly swept his gaze across the dozen students lying on the ground and said, “I can let you guys go, but you have to answer this, who injured my older brother?”
“It’s Lord Cheng, Luo Jian, and Ka Di Yun….”
“Right, it was those three that had injured Changyang Hu….”
“Changyang Hu was wounded by those three; we didn’t do anything at all.”
The dozen youths struggled to say their excuses first, afraid that if they were too slow in their responses, Jian Chen would be discontent. At the moment, they had already long abandoned any thoughts of retaliation against Jian Chen, and wholeheartedly regretted their actions.
Among them, half of the people had had their monster cores taken away by Jian Chen in the forest. The other half had no enmity towards Jian Chen, and had merely been gathered by Cheng Mingxiang.
Jian Chen’s eyes flashed fiercely. He coldly glared at Cheng Mingxiang, Luo Jian, and Ka Di Yun, a powerful murderous intent evident in his gaze.
Under Jian Chen’s murderous gaze, Cheng Mingxiang and the other two felt chills in their hearts, and all showed terrified expressions.