Chapter 296
Murong Yuan was afraid of Jiang Chen in the same way she would be if she ran into a crazy man who could beat her up on the street.
Of course, she wouldn’t take a crazy man seriously and think of him as a threat.
If Jiang Chen slapped her, she had hundreds of ways to get revenge.
But even if Jiang Chen died, she wouldn’t be able to get rid of the shame of being slapped in public.
She hadn’t expected him to be so insatiable and lippy.
Murong Yuan thought she had to show him how powerful she was.
“You insult others with mean words, but don’t allow others to speak the same way to you?” said Jiang Chen.
“Elder, please defend the Murongs’ dignity!”
The female disciples beside Murong Yuan all started to speak at once. In their words, Jiang Chen was an evil man.
“Oh?”
Not until then did Du Yue notice the handprint on Murong Yuan’s face. The sight of it was shocking to him.
It looked like nothing had happened to Jiang Chen, so he made a decision.
“What excuse do you have? Do you think you can do whatever you want to do because the grand elders are protecting you?” Du Yue shouted.
“Elder, just turn on the recording tactical formation. You’ll immediately see what happened,” Jiang Chen said.
“Do you think everywhere is deployed with that formation? Do you think it’s been prepared specially for you?” Du Yue said without thinking.
First of all, he had intended to intimidate Jiang Chen before the latter could do anything.
But obviously, it was only his delusion. Jiang Chen wasn’t affected at all. He walked towards the pavilion and said, “Even I know the recording tactical formation is deployed here.”
Then he pointed in the air quickly.
What had happened was played immediately, from the time Ying Wushuang had been stopped to when Du Yue had come.
It was extremely quiet while the video was being played.
Du Yue thought for a while when the video was over, then said, “What did you want to show me? To show me how you beat people?”
“Oh? What about Miss Murong’s attack?” Jiang Chen found it funny.
“Cut it out. Murong Yuan didn’t beat anyone.”
“So, if someone brandishes their knife at me, I have to take the strike. Otherwise, defense isn’t allowed. Is that what you mean?” asked Jiang Chen.
In terms of eloquence, Du Yue wasn’t a match for Jiang Chen.
He couldn’t practice back in the days when he was in the Sacred Zone. No matter how great he was, he had to deal with people. Sometimes there were conflicts.
He could usually make mincemeat of others’ arguments. His rivals would be so ashamed of themselves that they wanted to die.
“Besides, elder, do you think her cursing is also all right?” asked Jiang Chen.
“Murong Yuan is from an aristocratic family. There must be a reason that she forgot herself, but you hit her. Whatever arguments you have, you can’t deny that fact.”
What Elder Du Yue had said reminded Jiang Chen of his words and deeds regarding Murong Xing.
“So Elder Du Yue, you think the Murongs are nobler. They’re so noble that even their cursing is allowable?”
“Bullsh*t. Are you going to deny the noble blood of aristocratic families of inheritance and the power of the tribe of Amazing Spirit? You’re from an average family. Are you trying to tell me that everyone is the same and background doesn’t matter?”
Du Yue smiled scornfully as if he had heard a joke.
“I don’t see anything nobler about her than Ying Wushuang, except her expensive clothes,” said Jiang Chen.
“Are you saying I’m not comparable to this nasty woman?”
Murong Yuan had been expecting Du Yue to express her anger, but she found the elder had been rendered speechless by Jiang Chen, so she decided to deal with the latter personally.