The air seemed to freeze at that moment. All conflicts, all pressure, converged here, waiting for Chen Fei's response.
The silence carried an exceedingly complex meaning.
Shi Zhoushuo dared to openly provoke him like this because of an obvious source of confidence: Shi Pojun, standing outside the hall with his hands behind his back!
With that man as his backer, Shi Zhoushuo indeed possessed confidence and a retreat unavailable to other Peak Fifteenth Order disciples. At worst, he could leave Emerald Screen Peak and join the mountain under Shi Pojun's command.
With his talent, where could he not go?
To make Shi Zhoushuo watch helplessly as the Low-grade Sixteenth Order Status Spiritual Material he had painstakingly planned for was effortlessly snatched away by some Lower Realm native who had crawled out of God-knows-what backwater...
Shi Zhoushuo could not swallow that insult!
He wanted to see whether this brat called Chen Fei dared accept his challenge!
If Chen Fei dared to accept, that would be exactly what he wanted!
Before everyone's eyes, Shi Zhoushuo would use the most direct method possible to crush him into the ground and trample him beneath his feet! He would make everyone in the hall, Wei Zhongqian and Cao Feiyu included, see clearly that someone who could not even defeat him had no right, no face, to take that precious Low-grade Sixteenth Order Status Spiritual Material.
And if Chen Fei did not dare accept... hehe, that would be even better!
A coward who did not even dare accept an open duel, a useless wretch who lost his nerve before battle—these disciples and elders, who had already been unconvinced in their hearts, would only look down on him even more.
And then he still wanted the Status Spiritual Material? A fool dreaming in broad daylight! Even gaining