Xu Chen nodded. Perhaps he was already tens of thousands of years old.
He did not know whether that counted as young, but on the surface, he certainly looked like a young man.
At that moment, the young man from the Zhao family seemed to have sensed Xu Chen's gaze.
He slowly opened his eyes, looked at Xu Chen, and said, "I am Zhao Xuan. Are you the one who killed my cousin Zhao Jin?"
Xu Chen froze. "That has nothing to do with me."
Zhao Xuan said indifferently, "The Spirit of the Jade Pendant is your woman now. Unless you hand her over, it naturally has nothing to do with you."
Xu Chen said, "That probably won't happen."
His refusal was crisp and decisive. Impossible meant impossible.
Even if the Zhao Family Patriarch came himself, it would still be impossible.
It was that simple.
Zhao Xuan nodded. "You do have some spirit. But when the time comes, you may have to pay a price for it."
Xu Chen said with interest, "Oh? Is that so? I'm looking forward to it."
These people were truly amusing. Every last one of them was throwing out threats.
Since that was the case, he would wait and see.
He only hoped they would not disappoint him too much.
Then Xu Chen turned his head.
This time, he saw someone else.
This person was from another Lineage—the Li family.
...death.
Earlier, Xu Chen remembered that fellow Li Shangjian.
He had also angered Xu Lingyou and then been killed outright.
Even before he died, he had threatened Xu Lingyou, saying what he would do to her and so on.
Xu Chen had found it rather funny.
In the end, the man was simply gone, and his threats had become a joke.
Even now, no