"I said, your master is a piece of trash, and you are also a piece of trash!"
Tan Yang had a look of arrogance on his face as he gazed at Qin Chen, his eyes full of disdain.
Upon hearing Tan Yang's words, Qin Chen's expression turned thoroughly gloomy.
Miao Quan stood to the side, seemingly very pleased with himself.
"And what are you supposed to be?"
Qin Chen's eyes were utterly cold.
As soon as he heard Qin Chen's words, Tan Yang's face immediately soured.
"You're seeking death!!"
Tan Yang bellowed in rage, and a fist hurtled toward Qin Chen.
The sudden outbreak of action instantly drew the attention of many people.
"Is that Tan Yang?"
"Who is that young man in white, to actually have a conflict with Tan Yang?"
"Looking at Tan Yang's cultivation, it seems he is at the Body Refining Eighth Layer, which is quite strong!"
Confronted with Tan Yang's incoming fist, Qin Chen's eyes instantly turned icy.
"Get... lost!"