The young cultivator questioning Wang Chen came from the table to Yang Kaifeng's left.
The people at that table were closest to Yang Kaifeng's circle. When he stood up to make trouble for Wang Chen, quite a few cultivators looked at Wang Chen with mockery and disdain in their eyes.
As if Wang Chen's very presence had tarnished their reputation!
Faced with the young cultivator's challenge, Wang Chen remained unhurried. He picked up a piece of mushroom and put it into his mouth, chewing a few times before glancing at the other man. "Who are you?"
That look made the young cultivator flare with rage. "Lu Pengfei of Lotus City's Lu Family!"
"Never heard of you."
Wang Chen shook his head. "Are you also a newly promoted Inner Sect Disciple of the West Sea Sect?"
Lu Pengfei and Lu Pengze were surely of the same generation in the Lu Family. They might even have been blood brothers.
But if they were brothers, and Lu Pengfei was an Inner Sect Disciple of the West Sea Sect, then Lu Pengze should not have behaved so miserably at Lichun Courtyard that day.
So Wang Chen asked.
As a result, more than half of Lu Pengfei's swagger vanished in an instant. The corner of his eye twitched, but he gave no answer.
"You're not a disciple of our sect?"
Wang Chen looked surprised. "How did you sneak into the fellow cultivators' gathering?"
That question was a vicious slap across the face. Lu Pengfei's face immediately flushed crimson. "I am a disciple of the West Sea Sect!"
"Then you're an Outer Sect disciple."
Wang Chen's expression darkened at once. "An Outer Sect disciple like you is questioning me, an Inner Sect Disciple. Do you know the difference between high and low, senior and junior?"
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