Choosing the Lesser of Two Evils

In truth, even Ye Chen, who had weathered countless storms, could not help but feel somewhat nervous at a time like this.

The old man before him was one of the continent's foremost Level 9 Soul Masters, and also a Title Douluo-level powerhouse.

Ye Chen was not like Jing Hongchen, who did not care much even if his Soul Tools were shattered—he had plenty more. When Ye Chen had used the God Slayer Spear, however, his Soul Power had already been completely depleted, and even now, it had not fully recovered.

If Jing Hongchen attacked him now, let alone using the God Slayer Spear again, unless he fled straight into the Small World, he would not have even the slightest chance of surviving.

Ye Chen clearly understood Jing Hongchen's intentions, yet he had no way to deny them outright. What difference would that make from admitting it indirectly?

Besides, if anything happened to him, Fan Yu, Huo Yuhao, He Caitou, Wang Dong'er, and even Xu Tianchen, who was trapped behind bars, would all be implicated. He had to handle this little incident properly.

Under such circumstances, it was impossible not to be nervous, but Ye Chen could only grit his teeth and continue playing along.

"Hall Master Hongchen, have you gone senile? I admit that I'm talented, but when have I ever fought you? Let alone made you suffer a loss." Ye Chen sneered.

Jing Hongchen did not get angry. Ye Chen's answer appeared arrogant, yet it was flawless.

But precisely because of that, Jing Hongchen became even more certain of his suspicion. Under normal circumstances, how could the words of a fourteen- or fifteen-year-old boy contain not a single flaw?

Still, once Jing Hongchen thought of his purpose, there was no need to argue with Ye Chen over such