Qian Renxue was dumbfounded.
They were fighting.
Qian Renxue stared at Su Chen with her large, bright, crystal-clear eyes full of confusion.
Su Chen had set Qian Renxue down on a chair, then simply walked out carrying the Underworld God Sword.
Standing before the four gods, he remained utterly calm.
He said lightly, "Xue'er, I alone am enough to deal with them!"
His calm, casual demeanor shocked everyone, stirring up monstrous waves in their hearts. Just who was he, to face four gods with such ease?
Had Su Chen not been born, the thirteen paths would have remained an eternal night!
Looking at the four gods, Su Chen was not worried in the slightest. Of his two women, one was useless, while the other could not beat him.
How could he lose?
Su Chen said calmly, "Ning Rongrong, go back to your Snow Palace. I'll deal with you later."
Ning Rongrong was startled, and her little face immediately flushed red, though she quickly returned to normal.
For a moment, Ning Rongrong did not know what to do.
Should she really go back?
Would Tang San and the others suspect her if she did?
But if she did not go back, Su Chen looked so fierce that Ning Rongrong was a little scared.
The scene of Su Chen bullying her that night still lingered in Ning Rongrong's mind. The feeling of having her butt spanked had truly been humiliating and infuriating!
Seeing that Ning Rongrong had yet to move, Su Chen glared at her. So disobedient!
"Mm..." Looking at Su Chen's fierce expression, Ning Rongrong ultimately yielded.
She opened a Spatial Wormhole and left immediately.
She left everyone behind in utter disarray. He had driven off a god with a single sentence?
Tang San frowned slightly and said, "Mubai, Oscar is