"Chen Junfeng, I think you're courting death." Su He said coldly, his aura suddenly surging, causing the surrounding people to feel overwhelmed, hastily retreating for fear of being affected.
"Who's afraid of whom!" Chen Junfeng did not back down, staring coldly at Su He, step by step approaching.
At this moment, Zhu Chuan behind Chen Junfeng suddenly stepped forward two steps, pressing towards Chen Junfeng's back. Hearing footsteps behind him, Chen Junfeng paused slightly, glanced back at Zhu Chuan, and sneered: "What, want two against one? Fine, no problem, anyway, you people from the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion are all a bunch of despicable and lowly beings, I suppose you're quite used to it."
"Shut up! You old bastard, watch your mouth. Keep insulting our Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion, and I'll rip your mouth apart!"
Chen Junfeng looked in the direction of the voice, only to see Wang Hao stepping down from the stands, standing behind Su He, meeting his gaze coldly.
