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As that voice appeared, a large group of disciples dressed in splendid robes approached. All of them were Thirteen Meridian Heavenly Saints, each radiating surging purple blood power, exerting immense pressure.
As they approached, the Luo family disciples seemed to be doused with cold water in an instant. The previous passion was extinguished, and they stood there trembling with fear.
Long Chen saw that there were over a hundred people here, and they were just some of the group who had been attending class in the square earlier.
The speaker was a tall, thin man with large eyes like goldfish, slightly protruding outward, and a long chin like a shovel.
He was plain-looking, but extremely arrogant. When he saw Long Chen, he bluntly mocked him.
At first, Long Chen was a bit annoyed when he heard this, but seeing his appearance, he thought, 'Forget it, I'll forgive you.' Who would bother with an idiot over such things?
"Shenghui, don't talk nonsense. He's a descendant of Elder Zichuan's branch, and he'll be your brother from now on. Keep your foul mouth in check." An elder of the Luo family stepped forward and shouted coldly at the man.
Obviously, this guy named Shenghui was notorious among the Luo family disciples for his foul mouth and unlikable reputation. If it weren't for his incredible talent and limitless potential, his foul mouth would have cost him eight times a day.
"Tch, so that's the lineage! No wonder these useless people are so excited. Looks like it's a hometown meeting a fellow countryman, their eyes brimming with tears."
I, Shenghui, don't have brothers like that. After all, my brothers wouldn't waste food. The man named Shenghui curled his lips and said.
As one of the Luo family's top prodigies, he was used to being arrogant. Most importantly, the Purple Blood lineage was fiercely competitive. If he changed his surname and joined the opposing camp, the Luo family would lose a top prodigy.
After all, in the Purple Blood lineage, changing surnames isn't uncommon, so this guy is fearless, and the elders of the Luo family can't do anything about him.
"Hahaha..."
Seeing Sheng Hui humiliate Long Chen and the others, the Luo family disciples who had come with him all burst out laughing.
Upon hearing the words "eat dry rice," the Luo family disciples around Long Chen all looked very grim, but no one objected.
Seeing this, Luo Yingchen immediately shouted sternly, "Shut up! Long Chen is ...."
Sheng Hui interrupted Luo Yingchen directly: "Forget it, Grandpa Yingchen, I have no interest in hearing his name. They're just idling around in the Purple Blood Clan, wasting the Luo family's resources. This has nothing to do with me."
But when eating a dry meal, you have to act like you're eating it. Celebrating so blatantly—isn't that a bit much?
Beggars know that after receiving food from others, they have to hide in a corner to eat. Who would shout and shout in front of someone's door?"
Luo Yingchen was furious. This kid had gotten this arrogant, not even caring about him, the head of the Luo family, and talking back at will. He suddenly opened his large hand, determined to teach this kid a lesson no matter what. Even if it meant kicking him out, he might as well just let him go, or sooner or later, he'd be driven mad by him.
But before he could act, Long Chen spoke up: "Forget it, he's just a kid. Don't be like him."
As soon as Long Chen said this, Shenghui's expression changed instantly. Long Chen's tone was way too arrogant.
"Your face is beautiful!" After finishing his conversation with Luo Yingchen, Long Chen immediately looked at Sheng Hui and said.
Sheng Hui clearly didn't understand what Long Chen meant by his words, thinking he was trying to please him. He sneered, "
Flattery won't help. As I always say, if you're just eating idle food, stay away and don't smack your lips."
"Did you notice? Your face is actually as big as my hand?" As Long Chen spoke, he extended a hand.
Long Zhantian sighed quietly in his heart.
He didn't try to persuade Long Chen. After all, he was his own son, and he couldn't keep letting Long Chen suffer.
"Shenghui, your mouth is way too foul. Did you find another secluded spot to secretly eat shit?"
At that moment, a burly figure appeared, broad-shouldered and thick-backed like an iron tower. The burly man also led a group of people over.
When the burly man appeared, a trace of apprehension appeared in Shenghui's eyes, but he still stubbornly said, "I'm teaching a lesson to some idle fools—what does it have to do with you?" "Why do you want to meddle?"
"Eating dry rice?" Your Luo Shenghui family, from your ancestors to your generation, hasn't there ever been a generation that lived off the tables? Are they all peerless geniuses?
If anyone who just sits idle deserves to die, then is there even Luo Shenghui like you? What's wrong? "Eating so much crap that your brain is filled with it?" The burly man called Yan Feng crossed his arms over his chest, sneering coldly.
"You..." Luo Shenghui shouted angrily.
"Clap clap clap..."
A round of applause broke out. It was Long Chen applauding, clapping while giving a thumbs-up:
"Brilliant!"
It must be said, Luo Yanfeng's remarks were indeed brilliant, and they were true.
Every family has endured countless generations to this day. Many families have passed down their legacy for many generations before a genius emerges, and after several generations, a genius may become mediocre, with unpredictable fluctuations.
No one can guarantee that the next generation will be stronger than this one, but likewise, no one dares to say that the next generation will be worse than this one.
Luo Yanfeng has a broad vision. To put it bluntly, so what if they just eat together? Can they guarantee that their descendants will not produce peerless geniuses?
"Brother, don't be afraid. Coming to the Luo family is basically home. As for some people, you can treat them as nonsense. As Luo Yanfeng spoke, he walked up to Long Chen and patted him on the shoulder.
As he spoke, his eyes turned to Luo Shenghui. Luo Shenghui was so angry he gritted his teeth but dared not lose his temper, because this Luo Yanfeng was the top expert of the younger generation of the Luo family, and even the leader.
Although he was also one of the top prodigies, that was only one of them; he could not shake Luo Yanfeng's position.
At this moment, Luo Yanfeng looked determined to protect Long Chen, so he could only hold back his anger for the time being, snorted coldly, and left with his men.
Seeing Luo Yanfeng arrive, Luo Yingchen couldn't help but shake his head and say, "This guy is getting more and more outrageous."
Luo Yanfeng curled his lips and said, "Isn't it because you spoiled me?" I've wanted to deal with him for a long time. The Luo family doesn't have much of him, and without him, there aren't many without him. Obviously
, Luo Yanfeng had long disliked him, but Luo Yingchen always considered the bigger picture and thought this guy was still a child, so it was normal for him to be a bit willful.
But unexpectedly, this guy got too carried away and started to get arrogant, even ignoring the older generation of strong fighters like them.
"Yanfeng, you came at just the right time. Take Long Chen to the test. Remember, everything should follow the standards—don't let people spread rumors!" Luo Yingchen said.
"Alright, leave this to me. Brother Long Chen, let's go!" Luo Yanfeng warmly put his arm around Long Chen's shoulders, and surrounded by a group of young disciples, took Long Chen away.
"Zhantian, with Yanfeng here, you don't need to worry about Long Chen." Seeing Long Zhantian's worried expression, an elder smiled and comforted him.
"Am I worried about Long Chen? I'm just worried about your Purple Blood Clan disciples! Long
Zhantian sighed inwardly.