Watching Chen Nan frown, a thick hatred flashed across Ouyang Chen's lips, knowing that he couldn't escape today no matter what.
But being able to cause trouble for Chen Nan, letting him feel the imminent unknown fear, was already a very joyful thing for him.
In this way, at least even if he died, he could die with a smile.
"Chen Nan, Zhao Han, if it weren't for the Haotian Tower, you two would definitely not be my opponent. Although my strength is inadequate now, before dying, I want to fight you fairly. Even if I die, I have no regrets." Ouyang Chen looked at Chen Nan intensely.
His expression carried heroism, an infinite heroism.
"Haha, old brother, what do you think of his proposal?" Chen Nan laughed, slapping Zhao Han's shoulder.
