"Bullying the weak? What is the point of that?" Ao Lan took a small sip of wine. Then, she said with a smile, "You will benefit from helping Big Sister this time."
"Of course, it is not a problem if there are benefits." Yang Chen was so happy that he could barely keep his eyes open. He nearly laughed out loud and said, "Teach him a lesson to what extent? Beat him half to death? Or break his limbs? I just came up with a Medicinal Pill for regrowing limbs. Should we try it on the Dragon Race? "
"There is no need to be so ruthless. Just give him a blow and grind down his character," Ao Lan said softly. The conversation between the two did not leak out at all. Ao Lan had the ability to do so.
While Yang Chen and Ao Lan were speaking, the Dragon Race experts were not paying attention to them. Instead, they were looking in the direction Yang Chen pointed.
There was no need for Big Brother Li Cheng to make a move to teach a proud Dragon Race cultivator who did not know the immensity of heaven and earth a lesson. Lin Zhengyuan was sufficient.
In the eyes of the six Dragon Clan masters, there was an idiot who was drooling and holding an unknown cooked leg in one hand and a complete round ball in the other. He was gnawing on the meat while thinking about something.
Suddenly, the place changed. Just as Lin Zhengyuan was feeling suspicious, he suddenly saw Yang Chen. Then, he immediately smiled. For so many years, Yang Chen's family had brought him good food, drinks, and fun. Even an idiot would remember a few familiar faces. When Lin Zhengyuan saw a familiar person, he would not say anything; he would only smile foolishly.
When that Dragon Race expert discovered that Yang Chen had brought out a fool to humiliate him, he immediately became enraged. He roared and was about to make a move.
However, before that Dragon Race expert could make a move, a human figure suddenly appeared before him. That person grabbed the cooked leg of an unknown animal and swung it at that Dragon Race expert.
Lin Zhengyuan had been sealed by his father. Even Yang Chen could only guess his cultivation. He had not actually observed it. He could not see Lin Zhengyuan with his Spiritual Sense, either. The Dragon Race only thought that Yang Chen was trying to disgust them. How could they have imagined that this idiot-like fellow was actually a peerless master?
At this time, it was too late to dodge. The arrogant Dragon Clan expert could only quickly shrink his head back to avoid the attack. He couldn't care less about anything else.
His head was spared, but his stomach was kicked heavily. The strength contained in this kick was so great that it sent the Dragon Clan expert flying along with his chair.
Peng, the dragon's body, which was several tens of feet long, perfectly displayed the ultimate skill of wall painting in front of everyone. It was just that the painting was of the dragon itself, and he had long lost consciousness, knocked out by a kick.
Ao Lan and Ao Lie seemed to have anticipated all this. They sat on their chairs and drank their wine, not moving at all. However, the five Dragon Race experts stood up at the same time, preparing to attack.
"Be careful. The chair is not money." Yang Chen's voice rang out from the side. It sounded like he was berating Lin Zhengyuan. However, he was holding something that looked like a piece of soft candy that he bought from somewhere and handed it to Lin Zhengyuan. Then, he took the leg from Lin Zhengyuan's hands and said, "Eat this. Your leg is cold. Eat slowly."
When did Yang Chen appear at Lin Zhengyuan's side? Several masters had no idea. Looking at this scene, they were all shocked, and finally realized that Yang Chen, this junior, was by no means so simple.
In front of Yang Chen, Lin Zhengyuan was as obedient as a cat. The Dragon Race experts were stunned when they saw this. Earlier, Yang Chen's tone when he berated Lin Zhengyuan was as if he was reprimanding Lin Zhengyuan like a child. How could such a strong expert be so obedient?
"Be good. Ah! Next time, don't break the chair. " Yang Chen coaxed Lin Zhengyuan with a child-like tone. Lin Zhengyuan was beaming with joy. He happily held the soft candy and jumped for a while. No one knew where he went. They could not find him even with their divine senses. The sitting Dragon Race experts looked at each other and exchanged a few glances. However, no one said anything. They did not even pay attention to their companion who was sent flying.
"Please don't take it to heart. The child is not sensible. Please don't take it to heart!" Yang Chen's words were as hateful as they could be. However, the Dragon Race experts did not dare to look at him as a junior anymore.
Until now, these five Dragon Race experts could still sit still. Obviously, they were not the hothead from before. In Yang Chen's side, there was no one who was unconvinced. The hothead of the Dragon Race in the Spiritual Realm should be Ao Lie. However, wasn't he still sitting there obediently without moving and not saying a word?
"This child is also lucky. I picked him up. He is quite pitiful without an adult by his side." Yang Chen mentioned good luck again as soon as he opened his mouth. It was exactly the same as what he said not long ago. However, the mood of the obedient experts was already very different.
The Dragon Palace was full of spiritual power. Under Yang Chen's instructions, Lin Zhengyuan did not use too much force. He was only knocked unconscious. When he slipped from the wall to the ground, the arrogant Dragon Race had already woken up. He happened to hear Yang Chen's words. These words were simply a naked slap in his face. He could not avoid it no matter what. He could only pretend that he did not hear it.
"What? The Dragon Race is such a noble race. How can there be someone who can't afford to lose?" How could Yang Chen let him escape so easily? He had already noticed his embarrassment. However, he still ruthlessly tore off his pitiful self-esteem. He still had the same smiling expression and tone as before. He asked the poor expert who had not yet gotten up.
"Who said that the Dragon Race can't afford to lose?" When he heard that Yang Chen actually escalated the whole issue to the Dragon Race, he immediately jumped up to defend. "I admit that I am not that expert's opponent. So what?"
"Then you can only watch as I 'desecrate' the Dragon Race's Dharma treasures and Dragon Palace. You can only watch but not say anything." Yang Chen spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders. He expressed his helplessness. "Although I am 'unlucky', my luck is still very good."
"You!" The arrogant Dragon Race expert was furious. However, he could not do anything in the face of Yang Chen's attitude. He had deliberately said these words to humiliate Yang Chen. Now that his own words were used to slap his face, there was no way he could refute. Could it be that Yang Chen agreed with what he said? What's more, he had been defeated by Lin Zhengyuan. Every single word Lin Zhengyuan said was like a slap to his face.
"Eh? So many people? Yang Chen, have you finished refining the elixir? " Just as the arrogant expert was suppressing his anger, a voice that was familiar to Yang Chen suddenly came from the Dragon Palace. "Quickly ask Ah Ling to make something delicious and ask Little Xue to send wine over. I am so hungry." There was a sense of intimacy in the voice. It was Yang Chen's sworn brother, Li Cheng.
"Who dares to speak so casually?" The arrogant expert was worried that he did not have a target to vent his anger on. When he heard Li Cheng's disrespectful voice, he immediately attacked in anger.
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