Daoist Qingxu hastily denied it, but the implication in his tone was unmistakable:
"I am merely... explaining the potential situation to you, Sir. I implore you to reconsider!"
"It doesn't matter."
Chen Sheng suddenly chuckled, but his smile held no warmth.
"I have never been swayed by threats. Since I dared to act, I have the conviction to bear any consequence. Celestial Dragon Temple, Dragon Tiger Mountain... if they want to come, then let them come."
As his voice fell, Chen Sheng didn't spare another glance at Daoist Qingxu's suddenly pale face. He slowly raised his right hand and, facing the people of Qingfeng Temple, gave it a gentle wave.
"Kill."
"Everyone in Qingfeng Temple. Leave no one alive."
"Chen Sheng! You...!"
Daoist Qingxu's pupils shrank abruptly. He never would have imagined that Chen Sheng's killing intent was so absolute.
Before Daoist Qingxu could finish, Chu Kuangfeng, who could no longer contain himself, let out a fierce roar.
