"Brother Pang, please help me warm my wine. I'll be back after I kill someone!"
Ye Chen got up to leave after saying that.
He could no longer conceal the killing intent in his body!
Pang Feiyan was shocked. "What are you doing?"
At the same time, everyone in the house could not help but look over. Even the quiet lady next to Ye Chen and Pang Hao were no exception.
Ye Chen lifted his head to look at Bai Zhanyuan in the air as the people were staring at him. He smiled calmly. "Of course, I'm going to kill him!"
As soon as he said that.
There was dead silence in the room. Then, everyone burst into laughter, as if they had heard something funny.
"Did I hear that right? This kid said he wants to kill the person who defeated General Yan Nanfei and Yang Junlin? "
"I think this kid is either crazy or an idiot. Why would an ordinary person like him join in the fun when the big shots are fighting?"
"…"
Pang Feiyan was slightly startled, and then an unconcealable anger appeared on her face. "Are you crazy? He's looking for Mad Southern Ye, not you! "
"Yeah, Brother Ye, let's just sit and watch."
Pang Hao was shocked too. He even secretly regretted bringing Ye Chen here on his own.
The quiet lady shook her head and wondered where Feiyan and the others had found such a weirdo.
Ye Chen rubbed his nose. "I'm Mad Southern Ye!"
Now, everyone was enraged. A bald hunk with bare arms stood up immediately and glared at Ye Chen furiously.
"Brat, I'm from Tiannan. Mad Southern Ye is the undefeated legend of Tiannan. I was lucky enough to see his glory. How dare you impersonate him? Are you tired of living?"
As his voice fell, nearly half of the people in the tavern stood up at the same time.
Ye Chen was stunned. "Have you really seen Mad Southern Ye before?"
"Of course!"
The bald man let out a proud smile and cupped his fists toward the direction of the Southern Heaven Region. His face was flushed.
"To be honest, I was there when Mad Southern Ye fought the three masters on the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain. After that, I got someone to draw a portrait of Mad Southern Ye and put it at home. I worship it day and night, burning three incense sticks every morning, noon, and night."
"Since you have seen me before, why don't you recognize me now?"
Ye Chen's expression was rather strange. I don't think I'm dead, and you're already starting to mourn for me?
The bald man flew into a rage. Just as he was about to flare up, Pang Feiyan, who was beside him, was stunned. She was so angry that she laughed.
"Are you Mad Southern Ye? Why don't you just say that you're the Buddha of the Western Paradise? I've never seen such a braggart before. "
Although she did not like Mad Southern Ye, not just anyone could pretend to be Mad Southern Ye. The name Mad Southern Ye could not be sullied!
The quiet lady said coldly, "Sir, please don't insult the name Mad Southern Ye. I order you to apologize now. Otherwise, you'll have to bear the consequences!"
If Pang Feiyan admired people like Yan Nanfei, Pang Yuanqing, and Yang Junlin, then she, Shu Wenqian, admired the No. 1 on the Heaven Leaderboard, Mad Southern Ye.
Her current mood was as if Pan Jiang had said on a variety show that he didn't know Cai Kun, and then Cai Kun's fans had crazily attacked Pan Jiang.
Ye Chen felt rather helpless when he realized that the people did not believe him. Nowadays, nobody believed the truth.
Never mind!
Shaking his head, he walked out of the tavern.
"Brother Ye, don't …"
Pang Hao wanted to tell him not to go by instinct.
However, before he could finish speaking, he forcefully swallowed the second half of his sentence, and an extremely shocked expression appeared on his face.
Ye Chen leaped and hovered into the air directly after walking out of the tavern. He charged at Bai Zhanyuan and Yang Junlin while stepping in the air.
He looked like a real dragon flying in the sky.
At that moment, the tavern was dead silent.
The tavern was dead silent. Everyone's eyes and mouths were wide open as if they had seen a ghost.
Pang Feiyan and the other two were dumbstruck.
The bald hunk who was the first to stand up and scold Ye Chen stammered, "I-is he really Mad Southern Ye?"
"Brother, didn't you say that you've seen Mad Southern Ye and his portrait? “
A hunk with a beard looked at him with a murderous intent. His green eyes were terrifying as if he was a wolf that had been starving for a few days.
The people snapped back to their senses and glared at him angrily.
The bald hunk gulped and said weakly, "I've seen him before, but I only saw half of his face from far away. I thought about it when I got back and put half of my face on his portrait. I just wanted to fantasize about it."
The people fell onto the ground at the same time.
"I-is he really Mad Southern Ye?"
The quiet lady stared blankly at the skinny silhouette that was flying up. She was in slight disbelief.
Pang Feiyan's face turned pale. "I can't believe this guy is Mad Southern Ye. H-how is that possible?!"
Then, she let out a cold snort.
'So what if you're really Mad Southern Ye? Even Uncle Yang is no match for that pretty boy. '
Pang Hao sighed.
'My eyes …'
…
As Ye Chen flew up with the wind, countless eyes were trained on him. There was shock, disbelief, and speculation.
Meanwhile, Yang Junlin and Bai Zhanyuan, who were in the air, noticed him too.
Bai Zhanyuan squinted and took a good look at Ye Chen. He smirked. "Another one who's seeking death!"
Noticing that Ye Chen looked rather unfamiliar, Yang Junlin advised him out of kindness, "Brother, you're no match for Bai Zhanyuan. Get down."
He had been in closed-door cultivation all year round and had never seen Ye Chen. Therefore, he thought Ye Chen was a new Martial Dao master by instinct.
"Get down!"
However, Ye Chen said coldly.
"What did you say?" Yang Junlin was stunned.
Ye Chen glanced at him and said impolitely, "I asked you to get down. I'm afraid that I'll hurt you accidentally if we fight!"
As soon as he said that, apart from the people in the bar, the rest were stunned. They thought they had heard it wrong.
He asked the No. 2 on the Heaven Leaderboard to get down and said that he was afraid that he would hurt him accidentally if they fought? Was that not too arrogant?
"You're Mad Southern Ye?" Yang Junlin's expression changed slightly.
Bai Zhanyuan squinted again.
At that moment, a cold voice came from the side, "That's right. He's Mad Southern Ye!"
The people looked and saw Yan Nanfei standing on the rooftop of the building across. He was looking at Ye Chen, Yang Junlin, and the other two from far away. He said while smiling, "He's Mad Southern Ye. I've seen the video of him killing the US Navy's Commodore Barton at sea!"
What Yan Nanfei said proved Ye Chen's identity to Pang Feiyan and the rest who were in the bar. At that moment, countless people inhaled sharply and blankly looked at the silhouette in the air.
He was the Tiannan No. 1, the No. 1 in China, the No. 1 on the Heaven Leaderboard, and the No. 1 master, Mad Southern Ye!
Yang Junlin was shocked.
Bai Zhanyuan, on the other hand, squinted and took a good look at Ye Chen. A smile appeared at the corner of his lips. "Mad Southern Ye, I was going to look for you. I can't believe that you're here to seek death. Great. Based on your performance, I'll leave your body in one piece!"
Ye Chen stood proudly in the air and looked at him extremely coldly. He said calmly, "Kill you? It's like killing a chicken or a dog to me! "
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