The young man struggled to hold his head high, fiercely glaring at Chen Feng.
However, his posture on the ground made him seem somewhat ridiculous.
Pfft!
Lin Churan couldn't help but laugh out loud, turning her head away.
The youth realized what happened, and his face instantly flushed red.
"Who am I?"
"You just mentioned me!"
Chen Feng sneered, staring at the youth, who did not possess any significant level of cultivation, merely the extent of a Half-step Grandmaster.
Logically speaking, he shouldn't have been so arrogant in front of Lin Churan.
"Oh?"
Suddenly, Chen Feng reached out his hand, and instantly, a jade pendant flew out from the youth's chest pocket.
The jade pendant fell into Chen Feng's hand, and he infused a wisp of Spiritual Power into it, causing the jade pendant to emit a faint glow.
"It's actually a Spiritual Artifact."
A slight but unmistakable oppressive force appeared, and Chen Feng couldn't help but smile.