A silence fell.
To the onlookers, this Former Commander was far too unyielding. So what if they were the Imperial Clan? He would kill when killing was necessary.
For the Imperial Clan, however, this was a humiliation beyond measure.
They, the majestic Imperial Clan, existed above the secular world. Yet now, someone had brazenly slain one of their core members in front of a crowd of common ants, completely disregarding the warning of an Imperial Clan Elder.
There was no room for negotiation.
Wasn't this just brutally trampling the dignity of the Imperial Clan underfoot?
"Chen Yang, you're courting death!"
"Wretch, surrender and be captured!"
A group from the Imperial Clan burst into a rage. With furrowed brows and wide eyes, they screamed like shrews cursing in the street. Yet they only dared to flex their might with words; not one of them dared to attack Chen Yang.
Chen Yang stood unflinchingly, meeting the gaze of every member of the Imperial Clan.
