An uproar erupted as everyone's emotions were stirred to a fever pitch! The Martial Artists who made it to Holy Tomb Mountain were no fools. The weak had always known to keep their heads down to survive. But someone like Mu Chen? They had never seen anything like him before!
Chu Aoqing grabbed Mu Chen's arm, her eyes wide and vacant. "Mu Chen! Do you have any idea what the consequences of your actions will be?"
Feeling the grip on his arm tighten, Mu Chen froze for a moment but didn't turn around. His long blue hair hung over his eyes, obscuring his expression.
'Trash...'
'Once your provocation escalates into a formal challenge, even I won't be able to interfere in your fight.'
'I hear from my little sister that you have a couple of beautiful women by your side, and one is supposedly even prettier than her. From the looks of it, you've always just been a spineless wimp hiding behind women. As the saying goes, behind every cowardly man is a bunch of tough women...'
