บท 1618: Yu Shaoyuan

Ye Chen took a step forward. "I hope you'll apologize sincerely and give my friend some compensation."

"What?" The man was stunned. Then, a disdainful smile appeared on his face. "Who do you think your friend is? Is he worth my sincere apology? I've already done my best to avoid offending you."

"Brat, don't go overboard. Otherwise, you won't be alive to see the sunrise tomorrow!"

A threat!

Ye Chen glanced at Wu Xing's pale face and his eyes narrowed. He said directly, "I can see that your attacks are quite fierce, and I'm interested in your cultivation techniques. How about we spar?"

"Hahahahaha!"

"There's actually such a reckless person!"

At this moment, the people beside the man all laughed out loud.

He actually wanted to spar? Did this Primordial Chaos realm brat's brain get damaged from cultivating too hard?

Was he even worthy of sparring with the man?