"After drinking this glass, are you going to fight to the death?"
After listening to Chen Shen's words, Fang Duanchou trembled from the wine bottle he had just inhaled, and the wine spilled all over the floor.
"Damn it, this kid really... still has the same temperament!"
Chen Shen's demeanor and his careless tone reminded Fang Duanchou of the scenes he saw at the Medicine God Arena.
I think back then, the "earth dragon" in the Medicine God Arena was as calm and relaxed as he is now.
When he put forward his crazy will to fight quickly, to defeat many in a game and win within ten breaths, everyone thought he was arrogant.
But in the end, this young man not only won, but also created the craziest and most heaven-defying victory in the history of the Medicine God Tournament.
The Chen Shen in front of me is a ruthless person who doesn't talk much. He just does it after drinking!
In Fang Duanchou's opinion, his behavior at this moment is really the same as the earth dragon in the medicine god's ring...
"It's difficult. Could it be that I will end up with the same fate as his former opponents?"
This thought flashed through his mind quickly, causing Fang Duanchou to panic for no reason, and he quickly said: "Wait, wait a minute!"
Chen Shen made a move, then slowly moved the wine bottle to his lips, and said with a smile: "What? Doesn't Senior Fang think that the wine of my Qingyun Sect is bad and difficult to drink?"
At this moment, the more Chen Shen deliberately picked on her, and the more eager she was to fight, the more Fang Duanchou felt guilty.
I saw him waving his hands repeatedly: "No, no, no, I don't mean that."
"Besides, isn't Sect Master Chen too polite? What do you call me senior?"
The scrawny little old man rubbed his spiky head habitually while talking, and said with a serious face: "It's been two months since we left the City of Liberty."
"I never thought that we would meet again a million miles away. It's really fate!"
"I'm not talented. How old is Xu Changchen Sect Leader? If you don't mind, just call me Brother Fang."
Fang Duanchou was so sophisticated that he brushed aside the previous conflicts in just a few words. Instead, he raised the banner of "fate" and unknowingly became close to the other party.
In fact, in the world of cultivation, there are quite a few cultivators like Fang Duanchou. The older a person gets and the stronger his cultivation level, the more he cherishes his life.
For them, the cost of making an enemy equal to themselves is too high.
It’s better to be cheerful and kind to others——
At least on the surface, he is doing good things to others and building good relationships.
When there is a big enough conflict of interests, the two people who were smiling at each other and complimenting each other in the morning will use their dirty tricks in the afternoon, wishing that they would leave each other's bones and dregs...
Seeing the other party slapping his chest so loudly, Chen Shen seemed to have no reaction.
He was stunned for a long while, then frowned and sneered: "Brother Fang? Haha..."
"Looking at the ferocity of your attack before, I thought it was a life-threatening evil star falling from the sky!"
"But now, you suddenly want to be a brother to Chen? It's really puzzling."
Speaking of this, Chen Shen directly threw the wine bottle aside, with a sneer on his lips, and stared at Fang Duanchou with his eyes for a moment, as if he was worried that the other party still had bad intentions and was ready to take action at any time.
"Oops, Brother Chen, you have really misunderstood Brother Yu!"
Fang Duan said anxiously: "If I had known earlier that you were the Supreme Headmaster of the Qingyun Sect, I would naturally not have had the idea of making a show of force."
"The reason why I was like this before... I was just entrusted by others to suppress the Qingyun Sect's aggressiveness in killing everyone in recent times."
"But now that I know your true identity, brother, the favors of those old guys are not worth it."
"Who allowed the sects attached to their sect to be dishonest and provoke people they shouldn't provoke? The only thing I can do to help them now is to keep their identities secret, lest you, little brother Chen Shen, give them all away in a rage.
It’s tidied up, hehehe.”
This old guy is really very thoughtful.
After he finished speaking a few words, he not only pretended to be helpless and left himself completely alone, but also invisibly aroused Chen Shen's suspicion.
Anyway, during this period of time, Chen Shen has conquered too many sects.
Almost every sect that was slaughtered by him, or had to submit to him under pressure, was probably the manipulator behind the scenes who worked hard to find Fang Duanchou.
Once Chen Shen listens to his words, he will inevitably become suspicious of the many sects that have newly attached themselves to Qingyun Sect.
If things go on like this, when this seed of suspicion takes root, sprouts, and flourishes, it will make Chen Shen uneasy about the home front.
In this case, how could he possibly make any aggressive progress?
It has to be said that Fang Duanchou was indeed cunning enough, and he quietly tricked Chen Shen.
Fortunately, Chen Shen's ambition has never been to lead Qingyun Sect in any way.
In fact, he wished he could just be a hands-off shopkeeper and live happily on his own!
Fang Duanchouyin's hand will be more effective on people who have a stronger desire for control and power.
It's a pity that he used the wrong target...
Chen Shen didn't care in his heart, but on his face he deliberately cooperated with the other party and pretended to be thoughtful.
After a while, he puffed his nose with a stern expression: "Humph! The guys who come to you for help are like rats in the gutter. They will shrink back when something happens, but let someone else stand up for them."
"Brother Fang, Brother Fang, are you willing to take advantage of me?"
Even though he could clearly hear the sarcasm in the other person's tone, Fang Duanchou still pretended to be stupid, sighing and shaking his head: "Alas! Brother, I can't help myself. It's the hardest to repay a debt of gratitude..."
"Then you can go."
"Um?"
Fang Duanchou was stunned by Chen Shen's sudden words.
"I mean, since it was a misunderstanding, now that the misunderstanding has been clarified, you can leave."
After saying that, Chen Shen did not forget to pause and added coldly: "If you want to leave, hurry up."
"I'm afraid that I might change my mind at any time and ask you which sect dares to provoke me like this!"
Hearing this, Fang Duanchou felt a secret fire in his heart: "Hmph! You have wiped out several earth-level sects, plus some inferior spiritual-level and Xuan-level sects. Do you really think of yourself as a big shot?"
"In the eyes of the heaven-level sect, your actions are nothing more than a little quarrel between children!"
"Today, I was bullied by a dog. In the future, I will let you understand the difference between heaven-level sects and earth-level sects..."
No matter how unhappy Fang Duanchou felt, on the outside, the old fox always acted extremely kindly: "Oh, that's fine."
"Brother Chen, if you have time in the future, you will definitely come to the City of Freedom again."
"When the time comes, brother, I will treat you well and make up for today's loss."
"It's easy to say, but I won't give it away."
After Chen Shen uttered four short and powerful words, he waved his hands very perfunctorily as a farewell...