The sky was gloomy as the rain intensified.
Chen Yang tilted his head back, staring up at the overcast heavens and letting the rain lash his face. He had never bowed his head in his life, and he never would. Royalty? It's not as if I've never killed them before! So what if I wipe out a royal clan today?
The crowd's wait didn't last long. The Chen Clan royalty had arrived: two elderly men and a young man, striding majestically.
"Is that... is that Great Elder Chen Wenbai and Elder Wu Xing, Chen Dingshan? I heard they both stepped into the Demi-Saint Realm over ten years ago!"
"To send out two Demi-Saints right from the start... they clearly have no intention of giving Chen Yang a chance."
The onlookers, a mix of people from every level of Cangyun City, recognized the two elders almost instantly. Astonished by the Chen Family's profound power, they began to mourn for Chen Yang in silence.
