The blazing sun.
Falling apart.
Chen Yang walked forward slowly, his gaze sharp as a blade, staring directly at Ning Xuan and Ning Hui.
The corners of his mouth gradually curved into a slight smile.
This smile exuded confidence.
Like a warm spring breeze, it puzzled many people, making them wonder if this guy hadn't realized the situation yet. Those were core disciples of the Ning Family.
Furthermore, they weren't hiding their threat at all, blatantly warning Chen Yang to wise up and not overestimate himself.
"I have no intention of provoking you." Chen Yang stopped less than five meters away from them and said calmly.
Ning Hui's gaze was cold as he sneered, "But you touched my people, it makes me very angry."
"And then?" Chen Yang tilted his head and asked.
Ning Hui grabbed the reins with one hand and raised the other, pointing at Chen Yang, smiling faintly, "Immediately kneel down, and crawl over here."
