While Wan Chuan and the younger generation were discussing, someone saw Chen Yuan approaching with Chen Qi and Sheng Xueqin from afar.
A young genius nodded towards Wan Chuan and said, "Wan Xiong, they are coming, probably to trouble you."
"Afraid of what."
Wan Chuan sneered, arrogantly watching Chen Yuan and his group, speaking in a strange tone, "A shameless, ill-fated wretch, and a mongrel who stepped on dog luck, dare to appear…"
"What did you say?!!"
Chen Qi was so furious that he trembled, immediately shouting angrily.
And Wan Chuan looked around, saying, "Ha, who am I talking about, who is so shameless to come over here?"
"Hahaha."
Wan Chuan's words instantly drew laughter from those around, and seeing this, Chen Qi became even angrier.
"Courting death."
Chen Yuan stepped forward without hesitation and slapped directly.
